the road and the world around us
changes with every mile of sky
no turning back
onward
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‘we do not take a trip, a trip takes us’
-john steinbeck
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laguna pueblo, new mexico, usa, may 2026
let the adventure begin
first stop
santa fe, new mexico
place of art, history, beauty, and mystery
sharing a road trip with my fellow life traveler
my sister
nature celebrated with art
wild mustangs up top
birds splash in a flock
burro waits patiently
half sun half shade
no need for a clock
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“take me where the road ends and the adventure begins in Santa Fe.”
-inspired by Bon Jovi
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art credits: all sculptures by new mexican artists
before i went to sleep
i was working out transportation details
involving getting to the airport
for an upcoming trip.
as i slept
my brain was continuing to work on the solution
luckily, my dream showed me exactly what to do:
i decided to just take a snowmobile
drive it right to the airport
but alas
i had left a bit too late
so i drove it my daughter’s friends’ house
which must have been verrrrrrrrry close to the airport
parked it in their front yard
quickly
jumped off
made my way to the plane and took off
upon my return
i went to their house
snowmobile had been moved
they were hosting a lively party outside
drinks and bbq and games and music
everyone in shorts, chatty and happy
when i saw them, i asked about it
they’d moved it to the side yard
having no idea whose it was
why it was parked there
i’d been in such a hurry i didn’t leave a note
people at the party were asking about it too
explained that i came on my snowmobile
to go the airport, of course
i got on it and headed home
thinking my solution had been quite simple, really.
when i woke up i remembered all of the details:
yet
as the morning unfolded
i found a less action-packed solution
while taking a snowmoblle
would have been fun transport
it might be a challenge because it is spring
it’s a bit of a distance
plus
i’m not sure it would be welcome on the tarmac
so close to that friend’s front yard.
—
‘making the simple complicated is commonplace;
making the complicated simple, awesomely simple, that’s creativity.’
-charles mingus
*Charles Mingus (1922-1979) was an American jazz upright bassist, composer, bandleader, pianist and author. A major proponent of collective improvisation, he is considered one of the greatest jazz musicians and composers in history, with a career spanning three decades and collaborations with other jazz greats, such as Duke Ellington, Charlie Parker and Max Roach.
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image credit: arctic edge
Steve returns home
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April 1,1983, a man decides to go for a walk.
Around the world.
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Steve Newman, 28, a freelance journalist, left his house in the town of Bethel, Ohio for a 4-year journey that saw him getting attacked twice by armed bandits, pelted with stones by students in India who thought he was English, arrested four times, beaten by a drunken construction worker, and taken captive by the Turkish military. He was also accosted by wild boars, bull ants, a poisonous snake, fleas, and ‘disgruntled bison’.
Upon his return, 4 years later, to Bethel on April 1, 1987, city officials declared it an official holiday, and he became the first person to walk around the world solo.
In numerous interviews after his return, including the New York Times, The Travel Channel (who did an episode on him) , The Cincinnati Enquirer and People Magazine, he said “I don’t really like walking that much. I just knew if you wanted some stories, go for a walk.” In his blog he said that his ‘dream of walking around the world was born in a nine year old’s excitable mind’. It was during one of those frequent southern Ohio rainy afternoons, when my imagination was lost in the pages of a stack of old National Geographic magazines. Though the covers of that dignified periodical may have been worn and faded at the time, the beauty of the glossy photographs inside was still unmistakably very much alive. I knew then and there that someday I had to visit all those exotic lands and meet all those smiling faces.”
He wanted to discover whether the world was really as bad as people had painted it.“It was a great curiosity to see what the common people of the world were like. Walking is the best way because you are one-on-one with people.”
“We also hear so much about how dangerous the world has become and how it’s falling apart socially, morally, whatever. I had this deep urge to find out if it was really such a terrible place as everybody was saying.”
So what was his verdict after completing his trek?
He concluded: “They were totally wrong.”
‘The world is a better place than we give it credit for. There are more good people than bad, even in areas that are dangerous.”
Newman gained notoriety and was entered into the Guinness Book of Records when he completed the first known individual walk around the world, crossing five continents and 21 countries. He had walked 40 million steps and 21,000 miles, (with flights to get him from Boston to Ireland, Yugoslavia and Australia).
He accomplished this feat in four years, which he now says, on reflection, can probably be done in two. What slowed Newman down was his objective – not just to accomplish a remarkable test of endurance, but as an explorer abroad, meeting with the people of the world.”I wanted it not only to be a look at the world, but a test of the world,” Newman said. “I wanted to see how the world treated a stranger. I set out with the pledge to never ask for more than a drink of water, and if someone didn’t offer me food, I would go hungry that day. If no one offered me a place to sleep, I would sleep on the ground.”
“I met millions of people and stayed with 400 families, sometimes with one family for as long as a month,” Newman said. “I had enough adventures to fill 100 books. The world is a place of beauty and of ugliness and more horror than you can imagine. But mostly the world is filled with love.”
Newman later published a book about his travels entitled ‘WorldWalk’.
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‘we travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.’
-anais nin
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source/photo credits: New York Times, Bethel Historical Museum, Travel Channel, Mental Floss, Cincinnati Enquirer, People
tchau to the views
tchau to the cork trees
tchau to the interesting people
tchau to the special treats
bienvenue to montreal, canada
where my very kind pilot
comforted a young boy
tired after his long travels
waiting to board our busy flight
bon voyage to montreal, heading home to the states soon.
hello to this happy crew in the baggage claim in detroit!
now it feels like home.
—
‘home is where all of your attempts to escape, cease.’
-naguib mshgouz
moving around portugal
from the train station
by boats of all kinds
by bicycle
with friends
softly like our hotel cat
adorned with beautiful ribbons
with colors in the gardens, so full of life.
—
“the joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences,
and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon,
for each day to have a new and different sun.”
-chris mccandless
oranges man
physics professor turned artist
hard to decide which…
port tasting in the cellars
seamstress
washing the sidewalk before the store opens
not sure exactly, but interesting
antonio, patio cafe guy, funny, full of info, and gets stuff done
uni students earning their tuition
bird man
slow boat on the river.
—
“live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.”
-ralph waldo emerson
‘if we are closed?
just ask next door!
our staff will happily open the door for you in the event that the store is closed!!!’
(could life be better than having your shoes cobbled as you have a refreshing beverage?)
sunglass man has the perfect glasses for all
fish, and rice, and olives, and herbs, and the biggest clove of garlic ever
chemistry/biology major raising tuition money in the traditional way
visiting where the knights templar lived, learning their fascinating history
welconing shop
beautiful tiles everywhere, each one a treasure.
relaxing on the balcony at night
the moon looking down
winding down from the day.
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‘portugal has a peaceful feel about it.
i sit on the terrace overlooking the vineyard there and i feel cut off from the world.
you need that sort of thing.’
– Cliff Richard, English musician.
“any portuguese town looks like a bride’s finery –
something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue.”
– Mary Mccarthy, American novelist, critic and activist
the sea, the beach, surfer’s paradise, the cliffs
club beach soccer/football championship
medieval town, bookstore, fruit
fatima, miracles, stories, ancient well and tunnel
“i believe in the uncommon, the unusual and unlikely, even the miraculous.
i believe in nearly all things except impossibilities. that i can’t fathom.”
-richelle goodrich

ancient fortress protecting the country from sea invaders

Tiago explains how Spain and Portugal had such a powerful relationship in the Middle Ages
that they agreed to sign treaties to split the world in half
at the westernmost point of europe
in a cloudy microclimate
on a cliff overlooking the sea
in a place
the portuguese once believed to be the end of the world.
—
‘my destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.’
-marcel proust
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portugal, summer 2024