This post is the final installment of a series exploring partnership and independence on the highways of America. Read Part 1 here and Part 2 here. I’m sitting in a hotel room near the Salt Lake City airport. The room smells like dog piss. It’s raining. The Mormon vibe is pervasive. The interior of my […]
This post is Part 2 of a series exploring partnership and independence on the highways of America. You can read Part 1 here. The trailhead of my existence is much different than my current self. That’s a fact. For the last 15 years of my life, I’ve lived in some big, fancy-pants cities, full of […]
This post is part 1 of a series exploring partnership and independence on the highways of America. It was somewhere on the Loneliest Road in America, U.S. Route 50 in the middle of Nevada, when I took off my wedding ring. I thought about it, and then I did it. Oddly, it was that simple. […]
