I made it to Albuquerque, where Bugs Bunny never made a left turn he didn't regret. I am staying with maybe the nicest family in the world. More tomorrow.
Well, they say that Santa Fe Is less than ninety miles away, And I got time to roll a number and rent a car. Oh, Albuquerque. I've been flyin' down the road, And I've been starvin' to be alone, And independent from the scene that I've known. Albuquerque. So I'll stop when I can, Find some fried eggs and country ham. I'll find somewhere where they don't care who I am. Oh, Albuquerque, Albuquerque.
My name is Nick Taylor-Vaisey. I have an undergrad degree in political science and a few clippings in newspapers and magazines around Canada. I live in Ottawa.
I saved some money this summer and, with minimal planning and as much spontaneity as I can muster, I am setting off on a 30-day bus voyage across (parts of) North America.
Ambitious, I know. How can anyone hope to appreciate Canada's east coast and America's eastern seaboard, gulf coast, and west coast while peering out the windows of a Greyhound bus?
Well, follow along and see how I do. I have a camera and expect to see a few friends along the way. There might even be some cameos.
4 comments:
We, in Ottawa, are your nicest family in your world. When are you coming back?
I thought we, in Toronto, are your nicest family in your world. Well, we ARE your original family, anyway.
That is also the only Albuquerque reference I know.
From Neil Young:
Well, they say
that Santa Fe
Is less than ninety miles away,
And I got time to roll a number
and rent a car.
Oh, Albuquerque.
I've been flyin'
down the road,
And I've been starvin' to be alone,
And independent from the scene
that I've known.
Albuquerque.
So I'll stop when I can,
Find some fried eggs
and country ham.
I'll find somewhere where
they don't care who I am.
Oh, Albuquerque,
Albuquerque.
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