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@@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +If you step out of the house I was born in and walk due west, as any American worth their historical salt would instinctively do, you would have a lovely downhill stroll along pleasantly curved streets, past a gate, and down a wooden plank walkway at the end of which you'd plunge into the Pacific Ocean. This road is a road that goes nowhere, as all roads eventually must. + +The more savvy traveler would do well to turn before that gate. For one thing, that gate is not so easy to get past. On the other side of it are some of the wealthiest people in area I grew up, the sort of people that enjoy keeping other people, usually you and I, out. They previous walkers of the road to nowhere, who liked nowhere so much they wanted it all to themselves. Generally this worked for them, but the wealthy never seem to remember to pay their gate keepers well enough. This means that on your average evening, and I think it goes without saying that your walk west from my parents' house ought to begin in the eventing and near its end turn to night, so mist nights, a six pack of high life will get you past the gate and down to roads betweel to too large houses of the wealthy to the pine planks of the dock at the end of which you could plunge into the Pacific Ocean. It would technically be a bay that opens to the Pacific Ocean, but it's close enough and the drop is fairly spectacular and sudden. Also refreshing. + +This book is for savvy travelers though, so skip the six pack, forget the gate and back up to street just before it. This is a road that goes a little ways before it ends. 80tk miles south from where we stand, and tk miles north. Pacific Coast Highway, known on most of its path as the Pan American Highway, is most likely the longest road on earth. It is the Ur road before which all other roads only lead. + +Our story will spend very little time on this road, the Pan American Highway. Though it was my original goal when I bought the big blue bus, we never made it. No one makes it every road. You have to pick your roads and then drive them well. + + |