There is a tunnel on the way into Yosemite Valley. Unremarkable from the outside, just a hole cut through granite. You drive into the dark, and for a moment, there's nothing
Big Sur, California — Day Two
Filed from the California Coast · Highway 1, Southbound
Nobody tells you that Highway 1 doesn't build slowly. There is no gentle warm-up, no gradual reveal.
Monterey, California: Day One
The rental car smelled like someone else's road trip. That particular combination of air freshener and recirculated air means you are finally, actually, in motion and that
I didn’t book this trip because I had the time. I booked it because I recognized something in myself that nine years of nursing has taught me to recognize in my patients:
There’s a particular kind of anticipation that builds in the weeks before a trip. The kind where you’ve memorized the map but haven’t yet felt the dirt beneath your boots.
