After discussing my plans to recreate your route in "Travels with Charley" I find you didn't actually camp all that much. So-NOW I get to tell my father that my crazy dream I shared with him is just that-a crazy dream.
I was pissed, John, really pissed. But hey-the book was good enough to get me and several other people in various stages of wanting or doing the same. So good on you.
Still-I won't be doing the epic journey now-at least not that way. I travel with my dog and sleep in hotels now-so making plans to do what I already do just doesn't seem, well, epic enough.
It was a good dream though-and I'm glad I had it. I've had that on the bucket list since I was 14 and read the book in Jr. High. And I'm not mad-although I was for a minute.
The book did what you needed it to do-sell and entertain people. It gave me a long lasting dream-and then the realization that I need to dream my own dreams-not follow somebody else's. The dream is about finding adventure in familiar places-not about a road map and a camper.
It's ok John-I'm not mad at you. Let's both keep dreaming.
(It's ok to anyone who is reading this-I know John Steinbeck is dead-but I talk to dead people sometimes).
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what a movie line "i talk to dead people!"
thought of you the other day in Sarasota - saw a Peaches Restaurant
Deb, I rode bikes yesterday for the first time in about 4 years and I couldn't help but think about you. I so miss riding in the bike rallys and all the fun (I mean crazy) people we met during those days : ) My fav is still the Mesquite Rodeo Ride. We so rocked. I hope all is well with you. Let me hear from you when you have time.
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