"You can't go back home to your family, back home to your childhood, back home to romantic love, back home to a young man's dreams of glory and of fame, back home to exile, to escape to Europe and some foreign land, back home to lyricism, to singing just for singing's sake, back home to aestheticism, to one's youthful idea of 'the artist' and the all-sufficiency of 'art' and 'beauty' and 'love,' back home to the ivory tower, back home to places in the country, to the cottage in Bermude, away from all the strife and conflict of the world, back home to the father you have lost and have been looking for, back home to someone who can help you, save you, ease the burden for you, back home to the old forms and systems of things which once seemed everlasting but which are changing all the time--back home to the escapes of Time and Memory."

- Thomas Wolfe
You Can't Go Home Again

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Day 2/Day 3 recap - More Exhaustion!

Mission accomplished: arrived in Tucumcari, New Mexico at around 8:45 this evening. Although there's now an hour time difference--strange, weird, wonderful. I definitely feel like I'm traveling now. A time difference, a battle with Mother Nature, leaving my loved ones behind...

My mother says I am writing too much and that blogs should be short so I'm going to try to pay heed to her speak and keep this brief. My reply to her, however, was that this is all I have to do right now! I've got lots of thinking time on my hands and all I want to do is stop so I can write my next blog entry.

So, how do I keep this brief?

Well, that's it. I love the motel I'm staying at tonight (the Historic Route 66 Motel it's called and hope that I'll have time to write about it more later), but I'm tired as hell.


I awoke to a beautiful sunrise in Flagstaff and just drove through the gorgeous vistas and red mesas of New Mexico, another round of snow, Albuquerque (couldn't wait to get out of there although I had a lovely green chile chicken posole soup and side salad), hectic, expansive skies that reached for days to the horizon line, a biblical sunset, and a quick, decent meal at Del's in Tucumcari. I spent the evening taking an amazing HOT shower on full blast, sorting through my stuff, talking to my Mom and Indigo Boy (no longer upset with him) and planning my day tomorrow.


I have a full day of driving ahead of me. According to the woman who owns the motel, there are reports of tornadoes in Amarillo... one of the areas I'm driving through. Won't that be exciting? ;-)
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