Summer of 1990
Some seasons in life change everything. The summer of 1990 was one of those for me. In April, I packed my bags and set off to travel the world alone, to find the meaning to life. But after a…
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New Life in Legget, CA
Catching the morning bus up the coast from San Francisco, I rolled into Leggett, a little town on the Eel River in Mendocino County. The moment I stepped off the Greyhound, I was surrounded by towering…
San Franscisco
May 24, 1990 After traveling through Sacramento at night and seeing all the lights on the river, I awoke again as we were passing through Richmond on Interstate 80. At daybreak, I finally saw the city of San Francisco through…
Truckee and Lake Tahoe
May 16th, 1990 After a night of sitting like a hobo in the Reno bus station, I returned to Truckee empty-handed. Greyhound told me to hang around a few days and ‘for sure’ my luggage would turn up. Marilyn…
Traveling light in Truckee
May 14th, 1990. My journal records, “A bunch of us from the hostel jumped aboard the 2:45 pm bus at Flagstaff bound for Kingman and connections to the west. There was quite a few of us – 2 guys…
Texas and the Sherrif
Wednesday, May 9th, 1990 After an uneventful overnight bus ride, I arrived in San Antonio, Texas. Apart from waking up for a while as we drove through Houston’s bright city lights, I had entered this famous state…
Santa Fe and the Grand Canyon
May 12th, 1990, Santa Fe The snowcapped Sangre de Cristo Mountains around Santa Fe are magnificent. The town is 7000 feet above sea level, with only a population of 50,000 in 1990 (86,000 today). Despite its size Santa Fe…
New Orleans and All That Jazz
My Journal from 30 years ago today reads, “May 5th, 1990, I caught the Greyhound bus at 7 am in Key West and headed toward New Orleans.” This joyous bus ride lasted a crazy 29 hours long door to…
Miami Deco and Key West Sunsets
May 6th, 1990. Arriving in Miami Beach Greyhound station at 5:55 am was undoubtedly better than arriving there at night. I was warned that it could be dangerous, so I took the ‘H’ bus straight to the…
Castles and Rockets
CASTLES AND ROCKETS May 3rd, 1990. The bus from D.C. to Orlando included 3 stops on my Greyhound route. Traveling alone usually means strangers end up talking to you! Obviously, this can be both good and bad. On the…