Lugares de interés (POIs) del Mapa
7: Washington, D.C.
"We arrived in Washington at dawn. It was the day of Harry Truman's inauguration for his second term. Great displays of war might were lined along Pennsylvania Avenue as we rolled by in our battered boat. There were B-29s, PT boats, artillery, all kinds of war materials that looked murderous in the snowy grass; the last thing was a regular small ordinary lifeboat that looked pitiful and foolish. Dean slowed down to look at it. He kept shaking his head in awe. 'What are these people up to? Harry's sleeping somewhere in this town.... Good old Harry.... Man from Missouri, as I am.... That must be his own boat.'" - part 2, 135
"I took the Washington bus; wasted some time there wandering around; went out of my way to see the Blue Ridge." - part 4, 255
Más sobre Washington, D.C.8: Shenandoah
"heard the birds of Shenandoah and visited Stonwall Jackson's grave" - part 4, 255
Más sobre Shenandoah9: Charleston, West Virginia
"at dusk stood expectorating in the Kanawha River and walked the hillbilly night of Charleston, West Virginia" - part 4, 255
Más sobre Charleston, West Virginia10: Ashland, Kentucky
"at midnight Ashland, Kentucky, and a lonely girl under a marquee of a closed-up show" - part 4, 255
Más sobre Ashland, Kentucky12: Saint Louis, Missouri
"We arrived in St. Louis at noon. I took a walk down by the Mississippi River and watched the logs that came floating from Montana in the north--grand Odyssean logs of our continental dream." - part 1, 103
"Then the Indiana fields again, and St. Louis as ever in the great valley clouds of afternoon. The muddy cobbles and the Montana logs, the broken steamboats, the ancient signs, the grass and the ropes by the river. The endless poem." - part 4, 255
Más sobre Saint Louis, Missouri14: Abilene, Kansas
"By night Missouri, Kansas fields, Kansas night-cows in the secret wides, crackerbox towns with a sea for the end of every street; dawn in Abilene. East Kansas grasses become West Kansas rangelands that climb up to the hill of the Western night." - part 4, 255
Más sobre Abilene, Kansas15: Larimer Street, Denver, Colorado
"He let me off at Larimer Street. I stumbled along with the most wicked grin of joy in the world, among the old bums and beat cowboys of Larimer Street." - part 1, 35
"We arrived in Denver. I took him by the arm to Larimer Street to pawn the penitentiary suit." - part 4, 257
Más sobre Larimer Street, Denver, Colorado16: Greeley, Colorado
"It didn't seem we were even going seventy but all the cars fell from us like dead flies on the straightaway highway leading up to Greeley" - part 3, 226
Más sobre Greeley, Colorado18: Ogallala, Nebraska
"We came suddenly into the town of Ogallala, and here the fellows in the cab called out, "Pisscall!" and with great good delight." - part 1, 29
"it was perfectly legitimate to go 110 and talk and have all the Nebraska town--Ogallala, Gothenburg, Kearney, Grand Island, Columbus--unreel with dreamlike rapidity as we roared ahead and talked." - part 3, 231
Más sobre Ogallala, Nebraska19: Gothenburg, Nebraska
"And so we talked, and he told me about his life, which wasn't very interesting, and I started to sleep some and woke up right outside the town of Gothenburg, where he let me off" - part 1, 21
"it was perfectly legitimate to go 110 and talk and have all the Nebraska town--Ogallala, Gothenburg, Kearney, Grand Island, Columbus--unreel with dreamlike rapidity as we roared ahead and talked." - part 3, 231
Más sobre Gothenburg, Nebraska20: Kearney, Nebraska
"it was perfectly legitimate to go 110 and talk and have all the Nebraska town--Ogallala, Gothenburg, Kearney, Grand Island, Columbus--unreel with dreamlike rapidity as we roared ahead and talked." - part 3, 231
Más sobre Kearney, Nebraska21: Grand Island, Nebraska
"Cowboy had two cars with him that he was driving back to Montana. His wife was at Grand Island, and he wanted us to drive one of the cars there, where she'd take over." - part 1, 17
"it was perfectly legitimate to go 110 and talk and have all the Nebraska town--Ogallala, Gothenburg, Kearney, Grand Island, Columbus--unreel with dreamlike rapidity as we roared ahead and talked." - part 3, 231
Más sobre Grand Island, Nebraska22: Columbus, Nebraska
"it was perfectly legitimate to go 110 and talk and have all the Nebraska town--Ogallala, Gothenburg, Kearney, Grand Island, Columbus--unreel with dreamlike rapidity as we roared ahead and talked." - part 3, 231
Más sobre Columbus, Nebraska23: Des Moines, Iowa
"and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was. (...) I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future, and maybe that's why it happened right there and then, that strange red afternoon." - part 1, 15
"In the afternoon we crossed old Des Moines again." - part 3, 236
Más sobre Des Moines, Iowa24: Davenport, Iowa
"In the afternoon we crossed drowsy old Davenport again and the low-lying Mississippi in her sawdust bed" - part 3, 236
Más sobre Davenport, Iowa25: Rock Island, Illinois
"drove clear through the rest of Illinois to Davenport, Iowa, via Rock Island. And here for the first time in my life I saw my beloved Mississippi River, dry in the summer haze, low water, with its big rank smell that smells like the raw body of America itself because it washes it up. Rock Island--railroad tracks, shacks, small downtown section; and over the bridge to Davenport, same kind of town, all smelling of sawdust in the warm midwest sun." - part 1, 13
"then Rock Island, a few minutes of traffic, the sun reddening, and sudden sights of lovely little tributary rivers flowing softly among the magic trees and greeneries of mid-American Illinois." - part 3, 236
Más sobre Rock Island, Illinois29: San Francisco, California
"Over the Oakland Bay Bridge I slept soundly for the first time since Denver; so that I was rudely jolted in the bus station at Market and Fourth into the memory of the fact that I was three thousand two hundred miles from my aunt's house in Paterson, New Jersey" - part 1, 60
"It seemed like a matter of minutes when we began rolling in the foothills before Oakland and suddenly reached a height and saw stretched out ahead of us the fabulous white city of San Francisco on her eleven mystic hills with the blue Pacific and its advancing wall of potato-patch fog beyond, and smoke and goldenness in the late afternoon of time. 'There she blows!' yelled Dean.'Wow! Made it! Just enough gas! Give me water! No more land! We can't go any further 'cause there ain't no more land!'" - part 2, 169
"Mission Street that last day in Frisco was a great riot of construction work, children playing, whooping Negroes coming home from work, dust, excitement, the great buzzing and vibrating hum of what is really America's most excited city" - part 3, 205
Más sobre San Francisco, California30: Sacramento, California
"then down the hills to the flats of Sacramento. I suddenly realized I was in California. Warm, palmy air--air you can kiss--and palms. Along the storied Sacramento River on a superhighway" - part 1, 60
"In Sacramento the fag slyly bought a room in a hotel and invited Dean and me to come up for a drink" - part 3, 210
Más sobre Sacramento, California31: Reno, Nevada
"then out to Nevada in the hot sun, Reno by nightfall, its twinkling Chinese streets" - part 1, 60
"Reno, Battle Moutain, Elko, all the towns along the Nevada roads shot by one after another" - part 3, 211
Más sobre Reno, Nevada32: Salt Lake City, Utah
"arriving at Salt Lake City at dawn--a city of sprinklers, the least likely place for Dean to have been born" - part 1, 60
"We were on a hill overlooking Salt Lake City's neat patterns of light and he opened his eyes to the place in this spectral world where he was born, unnamed and bedraggled, years ago." - part 3, 212
Más sobre Salt Lake City, Utah33: Strawberry Pass/Berthoud Pass, Utah
"We spent almost the entire night crawling cautiously over Strawberry Pass in Utah and lost a lot of time. (..) Dean headed pellmell for the mighty wall of Berthoud Pass that stood a hundred miles ahead on the roof of the world, a tremendous Gibraltarian door shrouded in clouds." - part 3, 212
Más sobre Strawberry Pass/Berthoud Pass, Utah34: 27th and Federal, Denver, Colorado
"Dean was home. It was with a great deal of silly relief that these people let us off the car at the corner of 27th and Federal. Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life." - part 3, 212
Más sobre 27th and Federal, Denver, Colorado35: Battle Mountain, Nevada
"Reno, Battle Moutain, Elko, all the towns along the Nevada roads shot by one after another" - part 3, 211
Más sobre Battle Mountain, Nevada36: Elko, Nevada
"Reno, Battle Moutain, Elko, all the towns along the Nevada roads shot by one after another" - part 3, 211
Más sobre Elko, Nevada37: Tabernash, Colorado
"We went over Berthoud Pass, down to the great plateau, Tabernash, Kremmlings, down Rabbit Ears Pass to Steamboat Springs, and out" - part 3, 181
Más sobre Tabernash, Colorado38: Kremmling, Colorado
"We went over Berthoud Pass, down to the great plateau, Tabernash, Kremmlings, down Rabbit Ears Pass to Steamboat Springs, and out" - part 3, 181
Más sobre Kremmling, Colorado39: Steamboat Springs, Colorado
"We went over Berthoud Pass, down to the great plateau, Tabernash, Kremmlings, down Rabbit Ears Pass to Steamboat Springs, and out" - part 3, 181
Más sobre Steamboat Springs, Colorado40: Craig, Colorado
"fifty miles of dusty detour; then Craig and the Great American Desert" - part 3, 181
Más sobre Craig, Colorado42: 242nd Street, New York, New York
"Filled with dream of what I'd do in Chicago, in Denver, and finally in San Fran, I took the Seventh Avenue subway to the end of the line at 242nd Street, and there took a trolley into Yonkers" - part 1, 10
Más sobre 242nd Street, New York, New York43: Yonkers, New York
"in downtown Yonkers I transferred to an outgoing trolley and went to the city limits on the east bank of the Hudson River" - part 1, 10
Más sobre Yonkers, New York45: Newburgh, New York
"But the people let me in and rode me north to Newburgh, which I accepted as a better alternative than being trapped in the Bear Mountain wilderness all night." - part 1, 11
Más sobre Newburgh, New York46: Bus station, New York, New York
"I had to ride back to New York in a bus with a delegation of schoolteachers coming back from a weekend in the mountains" - part 1, 11
Más sobre Bus station, New York, New York47: Ashtabula, Ohio
"It was an ordinary bus trip with crying babies and hot sun, and countryfolk getting on at one Penn town after another, till we got on the plain of Ohio and really rolled, up by Ashtabula and straight across Indiana in the night." - part 1, 12
Más sobre Ashtabula, Ohio48: Joliet, Illinois
"I took a bus to Joliet, Illinois, went by the Joliet pen, stationed myself just outside town after a walk through its leafy rickety streets behind, and pointed my way." - part 1, 12
Más sobre Joliet, Illinois49: Iowa City, Iowa
"Just as we rolled into Iowa City he saw another truck coming behind us, and because he had to turn off at Iowa City he blinked his tail lights at the other guy and slowed down for me to jump out, which I did with my bag, and the other truck, acknowledging this exchange, stopped for me, and once again, in the twink of nothing, I was in another big high cab, all set to go hundreds of miles across the night, and was I happy!" - part 1, 14
Más sobre Iowa City, Iowa50: Adel, Iowa
"I immediately got a ride from a farmer and his son heading out for Adel in Iowa" - part 1, 16
Más sobre Adel, Iowa51: Stuart, Iowa
"But we stuck together and got a ride with a taciturn man to Stuart, Iowa, a town in which we were really stranded." - part 1, 16
Más sobre Stuart, Iowa52: Council Bluffs, Iowa
"We arrived at Council Bluffs at dawn; I looked out. All winter I'd been reading of the wagon parties that held council there before hitting the Oregon and Sante Fe trails; and of course now it was only cute suburba, cottages of one damn kind and another, all laid out in the dismal gray dawn." - part 1, 17
Más sobre Council Bluffs, Iowa54: Shelton, Nebraska
"Then an old man who said nothing--and God knows why he picked us up--took us to Shelton" - part 1, 19
Más sobre Shelton, Nebraska55: North Platte, Nebraska
"I was glad when the two Minnesota farmboys who owned the truck decided to stop in North Platte and eat; I wanted to have a look at them." - part 1, 24
Más sobre North Platte, Nebraska56: Cheyenne, Wyoming
"As the truck reached the outskirts of Cheyenne, we saw the high red lights of the local radio station, and suddenly we were bucking through a great crowd of people that poured along both sidewalks. 'Hell's bells, it's Wild West Week,' said Slim. Big crowds of businessmen, fat businessmen in boots and ten-gallon hats, with their hefty wives in cowgirl attire, bustled and whooped on the wooden sidewalks of old Cheyenne; farther down were the long stringy boulevard lights of new downtown Cheyenne, but the celebration was focusing on Oldtown." - part 1, 30
"The bus trip from Denver to Frisco was uneventful except that my whole soul leaped to it the nearer we got to Frisco. Cheyenne again, in the afternoon this time, and then west over the range" - part 1, 60
Más sobre Cheyenne, Wyoming57: Longmont, Colorado
"But by the time he let me off at Longmont, Colorado, I was feeling normal again and had even started telling him about the state of my own travels." - part 1, 34
Más sobre Longmont, Colorado59: Creston, Wyoming
"The bus trip from Denver to Frisco was uneventful except that my whole soul leaped to it the nearer we got to Frisco. Cheyenne again, in the afternoon this time, and then west over the range; crossing the Divide at midnight at Creston" - part 1, 60
Más sobre Creston, Wyoming60: Truckee, California
"then up the Sierra Nevada, pines, stars, mountain lodges signifying Frisco romances--a little girl in the back seat, crying to her mother, 'Mama when do we get home to Truckee?' And Truckee itself, homey Truckee" - part 1, 60
Más sobre Truckee, California61: Oakland, California
"In Oakland I had a beer among the bums of a saloon with a wagon wheel in front of it, and I was on the road again." - part 1, 80
Más sobre Oakland, California62: Bakersfield, California
"Two rides took me to Bakersfield, four hundred miles south." - part 1, 80
"We arrived in Bakersfield in late afternoon. The plan was to hit every fruit wholesaler in town. Terry said we could live in tents on the job." - part 1, 90
"Dean wanted to tell me everything he knew about Bakersfield as we reached the city limits." - part 2, 168
Más sobre Bakersfield, California63: Tracy, California
"He made Tracy in no time. Tracy is a railroad town; brakemen eat surly meals in diners by the tracks. Trains howl away across the valley. The sun goes down long and red." - part 1, 80
Más sobre Tracy, California65: Madera, California
"All the magic names of the valley unrolled--Manteca, Madera, all the rest." - part 1, 80
"We were turning off the Oregon road at Madera, and there we made our farewell with little Alfred." - part 2, 169
Más sobre Madera, California66: Fresno, California
"He drove me into buzzying Fresno and let me off by the south side of the town. I went for a quick Coke in a little grocery by the tracks, and here came a melancholy Armenian youth along the red boxcars, and just at that moment a locomotive howled, and I said to myself, Yes, yes,
Saroyan's town." - part 1, 81
67: Los Angeles, California
"We got off the bus at Main Street, which was no different from where you get off a bus in Kansas City or Chicago or Boston--red bricks, dirty, characters drifting by, trolleys grating in the hopeless dawn, the whorey smell of a big city." - part 1, 83
Más sobre Los Angeles, California68: Arcadia, California
"So before the daily room rent was due we packed up and took off on a red car to Arcadia, California, where Santa Anita racetracks is located under snow-capped mountains." - part 1, 89
Más sobre Arcadia, California69: Selma ("Sabinal"), California
"Terry had a new idea. We would hitchhike to Sabinal, her hometown, and live in her brother's garage. Anything was allright with me. On the road I made Terry sit down on my bag to make her look like a woman in distress, and right off a truck stopped and we ran for it, all glee-giggles. The man was a good man, his truck was poor. He roared and crawled on up the valley. We got to Sabinal in the wee hours before dawn." - part 1, 91
"sometime in the afternoon, while I dozed, the muddy Hudson zoomed by the tents outside Sabinal where I had lived and loved and worked in the spectral past." - part 2, 169
Más sobre Selma ("Sabinal"), California70: Los Angeles, California
"I got out on the highway and hitched a ride at once. It was the fastest, whoopingest ride of my life. (...) We made Sabinal to LA in the amazing time of four hours flat about 250 miles. He dropped me off right in front of Columbia Pictures in Hollywood." - part 1, 101
Más sobre Los Angeles, California71: Indio, California
"At dawn, my bus was zooming across the Arizona desert--Indio, Blythe, Salome (where she danced); the great dry stretches leading to Mexican mountains in the south." - part 1, 103
Más sobre Indio, California72: Blythe, California
"At dawn, my bus was zooming across the Arizona desert--Indio, Blythe, Salome (where she danced); the great dry stretches leading to Mexican mountains in the south." - part 1, 103
Más sobre Blythe, California75: Dalhart, Texas
"I had a book with me I stole from a Hollywood stall, "Le Grand Meaulnes" by Alain-Fournier, but I preferred reading the American landscape as we went along. Every bump, rise, and stretch in it mystified my longing. In inky night we crossed New Mexico; at gray dawn it was Dalhart, Texas" - part 1, 103
"We drove on. Across the immense plain of night lay the first Texas town, Dalhart, which I'd crossed in 1947. It lay glimmering on the dark floor of the earth, fifty miles way." - part 4, 269
Más sobre Dalhart, Texas77: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
"I slept all the way to Pittsburgh. I was wearier than I'd been for years and years. I had three hundred and sixty-five miles yet to hitchhike to New York, and a dime in my pocket." - part 1, 104
Más sobre Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania78: Harrisburg, Pennsylvania
"I walked five miles to get out of Pittsburgh, and two rides, an apple truck and a big trailer truck, took me to Harrisburg in the soft Indian-summer rainy night. I cut right along. I wanted to get home." - part 1, 104
("This was the night of the Ghost of the Susquehanna.")
Más sobre Harrisburg, Pennsylvania79: Allentown, Pennsylvania
"I was alone in the car, waiting for him as he made business calls in Allentown, and I laughed and laughed. Gad, I was sick and tired of life. But the madman drove me home to New York." - part 1, 106
Más sobre Allentown, Pennsylvania81: Castle Rock, Colorado
"Now we pointed our rattle snout south and headed for Castle Rock, Colorado, as the sun turned red and the rock of the mountains to the west looked like a Brooklyn brewery in November dusks." - part 4, 267
Más sobre Castle Rock, Colorado83: Pueblo, Colorado
"The great shadow of Pike's Peak loomed to our right. We bowled down the Pueblo highway." - part 4, 268
Más sobre Pueblo, Colorado85: Trinidad, Colorado
"suddenly we passed Trinidad, where Chad King was somewhere off the road in front of a campfire with perhaps a handful of anthropologists and as of yore he too was telling his life story and never dreamed we were passing at that exact moment on the highway, headed for Mexico, telling our own stories." - part 4, 269
Más sobre Trinidad, Colorado86: Raton, New Mexico
"Then we were in New Mexico and passed the rounded rocks of Raton and stopped at a diner, ravingly hungry for hamburgers, some of which we wrapped in a napkin to eat over the border below. 'The whole vertical state of Texas lies before us, Sal,' said Dean. 'Before we made horizontal. Every bit as long. We'll be in Texas in a few minutes and won't be out till tomorrow this time and won't stop driving. Think of it.'" - part 4, 269
Más sobre Raton, New Mexico87: Amarillo, Texas
"After Dalhart--empty crackerbox town--we bowled for Amarillo, and reached it in the morning among windy panhandle grasses that only a few years ago waved around a collection of buffalo tents." - part 4, 269
Más sobre Amarillo, Texas88: Childress, Texas
"All the way from Amarillo to Childress, Dean and I pounded plot after plot of books we'd read into Stan, who asked for it because he wanted to know." - part 4, 270
Más sobre Childress, Texas89: Paducah, Texas
"At Childress in the hot sun we turned directly south on a lesser road and highballed across abysmal wastes to Paducah, Guthrie, and Abilene, Texas." - part 4, 270
Más sobre Paducah, Texas90: Guthrie, Texas
"At Childress in the hot sun we turned directly south on a lesser road and highballed across abysmal wastes to Paducah, Guthrie, and Abilene, Texas." - part 4, 270
Más sobre Guthrie, Texas91: Abilene, Texas
"Texas is undeniable: we burned slowly into Abilene and all woke up to look at it. 'Imagine living in this town a thousand miles from cities. Whoop, whoop, over there by the tracks, old town Abilene where they shipped the cows and shot it up for gumshoes and drank red-eye.'" - part 4, 270
Más sobre Abilene, Texas92: Coleman, Texas
"Nightfall seemed like a million miles away as we resumed for Coleman and Brad--the heart of Texas, only, wildernesses of brush with an occasional house near a thirsty creek and a fifty-mile dirt road detour and endless heat." - part 4, 270
Más sobre Coleman, Texas93: Brady, Texas
"Nightfall seemed like a million miles away as we resumed for Coleman and Brad--the heart of Texas, only, wildernesses of brush with an occasional house near a thirsty creek and a fifty-mile dirt road detour and endless heat." - part 4, 270
Más sobre Brady, Texas94: Fredericksburg, Texas
"We were near Fredericksburg, in the high plains. It was one of the worst winters in Texas and Western history, when cattle perished like flies in great blizzards and snow fell on San Francisco and L.A. We were all miserable. We wished we were back in New Orleans with Ed Dunkel. Marylou was driving; Dean was sleeping. She drove with one hand on the wheel and the other reaching back to me in the back seat. She cooed promises about San Francisco. I slavered miserably over it." - part 2, 160
"I took the wheel and drove to Fredericksburg, and here again I was crisscrossing the old map again, same place Marylou and I had held hands on a snowy morning in 1949, and where was Marylou now?" - part 4, 270
Más sobre Fredericksburg, Texas95: San Antonio, Texas
"We were already almost out of America and yet definitely in it and in the middle of where it's maddes. Hotrods blew by. San Antonio, ah-aah!" - part 4, 271
Más sobre San Antonio, Texas96: Dilley, Texas
"And now we were ready for the last hundred and fifty miles to the magic border. We leaped into the car and off. I was so exhausted by now I slept all the way through Dilley and Encinal and Laredo" - part 4, 273
Más sobre Dilley, Texas97: Encinal, Texas
"And now we were ready for the last hundred and fifty miles to the magic border. We leaped into the car and off. I was so exhausted by now I slept all the way through Dilley and Encinal and Laredo" - part 4, 273
Más sobre Encinal, Texas100: Sabinas Hidalgo, Mexico
"The first town ahead that had any consequence on the map was called Sabinas Hidalgo. We looked forward to it eagerly." - part 4, 277
Más sobre Sabinas Hidalgo, Mexico101: Monterrey, Mexico
"Across this plateau the big manufacturing town of Monterrey sent smoke to the blue skies with their enormous Gulf clouds written across the bowl of day like fleece." - part 4, 278
Más sobre Monterrey, Mexico102: Montemorelos, Mexico
"Montemorelos was ahead, a descent again to hotter altitudes. It grew exceedingly hot and strange." - part 4, 279
Más sobre Montemorelos, Mexico103: Linares, Mexico
"I took the wheel and drove among reveries of my own, through Linares..." - part 4, 279-280
Más sobre Linares, Mexico104: Hidalgo, Mexico
"... through hot, flat swamp country, across the steaming Rio Soto la Marina near Hidalgo, and on." - part 4, 280
Más sobre Hidalgo, Mexico105: Victoria ("Gregoria"), Mexico
"A great verdant jungle valley with long fields of green crops opened before me. Groups of men watched us pass from a narrow old-fashioned bridge. The hot river flowed. Then we rose in altitude till a kind of desert country began appearing. The city of Gregoria was ahead." - part 4, 280
Más sobre Victoria ("Gregoria"), Mexico106: Llera de Canales ("Limón"), Mexico
"And suddenly Limón appeared before us, a jungle town, a few brown lights, dark shadows, enormous skies overhead, and a cluster of men in front of a jumble of woodshacks--a tropical crossroads." - part 4, 293
Más sobre Llera de Canales ("Limón"), Mexico107: (Central Plateau, Mexico)
"Then the mountains loomed ahead, all green. After this climb we would be on the great central plateau again and ready to roll ahead to Mexico City. In no time at all we soared to an elevation of five thousand feet among misty passes that overlooked steaming yellow rivers a mile below. It was the great river Moctezuma." - part 4, 296
Más sobre (Central Plateau, Mexico)108: Mexico City, Mexico
"'Mexico City by dusk!' We made it, a total of nineteen hundred miles from the afternoon yards of Denver to these vast and Biblical areas of the world, and now we were about to reach the end of the road." - part 4, 299
Más sobre Mexico City, Mexico109: Baltimore, Maryland
"He insisted I drive through Baltimore for traffic practice; that was all right; except he and Marylou insisted on steering while they kissed and fooled around. It was crazy; the radio was on full blast. Dean beat drums on the dashboard till a great sag developed in it; I did too. The poor Hudson--the slow boat to China--was receiving her beating." - part 2, 135
Más sobre Baltimore, Maryland110: Richmond, Virginia
"When we got out through Richmond we began forgetting about it , and soon everything was okay." - part 2, 137
Más sobre Richmond, Virginia112: Dunn, North Carolina
"We picked up another hitchhiker. This was a sad young kid who said he had an aunt who owned a grocery store in Dunn, North Carolina, right outside Fayetteville." - part 2, 138
Más sobre Dunn, North Carolina113: Macon, Georgia
"I drove through South Carolina and beyond Macon, Georgia, as Dean, Marylou, and Ed slept. All alone in the night I had my own thoughts and held the car to the white line in the holy road. What was I doing? Where was I going? I'd soon find out." - part 2, 138
Más sobre Macon, Georgia114: Flomaton, Alabama
"'Just passed the tip of Florida, man--Flomaton, it's called.' Florida! We were rolling down to the coastal plain and Mobile" - part 2, 139
Más sobre Flomaton, Alabama115: Mobile, Alabama
"Rolling into Mobile over the long tidal highway, we all took our winter clothes off and enjoyed the Southern temperature." - part 2, 139
Más sobre Mobile, Alabama117: Algiers, New Orleans, Louisiana
"On rails we leaned and looked at the great brown father of broken souls--bearing Montana logs and Dakota muds and Iowa vales and things that had drowned in Three Forks, where the secret began in ice. Smoky New Orleans receded on one side; old, sleepy Algiers with its warped woodsides bumped us on the other." - part 2, 141.
Más sobre Algiers, New Orleans, Louisiana118: Baton Rouge, Louisiana
"We wheeled through the sultry old light of Algiers, back on the ferry, back toward the mud-splashed, crabbed old ships across the river, back on Canal, and out; on a two-lane highway to Baton Rouge in purple darkness" - part 2, 156
Más sobre Baton Rouge, Louisiana119: Port Allen, Louisiana
"Swung west there, crossed the Mississippi at a place called Port Allen. Port Allen--where the river's all rain and roses in a misty pinpoint darkness and where we swung around on a circular drive in yellow foglight and suddenly saw the great black body below a bridge and crossed eternity again." - part 2, 156
Más sobre Port Allen, Louisiana123: De Quincy, Louisiana
"... De Quincy, western rickety towns becoming more bayou-like as we reached the Sabine." - part 2, 156
Más sobre De Quincy, Louisiana124: Opelousas, Louisiana
"In Old Opelousas I went into a grocery store to buy bread and cheese while Dean saw to gas and oil. It was just a shack; I could hear the family eating supper in the back. I waited a minute; they went on talking. I took the bread and cheese and slipped out the door. We had barely enough money to make Frisco." - part 2, 157
Más sobre Opelousas, Louisiana125: Starks, Louisiana
"Somewhere near Starks we saw a great red glow in the sky ahead; we wondered what it was; in a moment we were passing it. It was a fire beyond the trees; there were many cars parked on the highway. It must have been some kind of fish-fry, and on the other hand it might have been anything." - part 2, 157
Más sobre Starks, Louisiana126: Deweyville, Texas
"The country turned strange and dark near Deweyville. Suddenly we were in the swamps." - part 2, 157
Más sobre Deweyville, Texas127: Beaumont, Texas
"'Texas! It's Texas! Beaumont oil town!' Huge oil tanks and refineries loomed like cities in the oily fragrant air" - part 2, 158
Más sobre Beaumont, Texas128: Houston, Texas
"In the empty Houston street of four o'clock in the morning a motorcycle kid suddenly roared through, all bespangled and bedecked with gliterring buttons, visor, slick black jacket, Texas poet of the night, girl gripped on his back like a papoose, hair flying, onward-going, singing, 'Houston, Austin, Fort Worth, Dallas--and sometimes Kansas City--and sometimes old Antone, ah-haaaaa!' They pinpointed out of sight." - part 2, 158
Más sobre Houston, Texas129: Repère 125
"At Sonora I again helped myself to free bread and cheese while the proprietor chatted with a big rancher on the other side of the store. Dean huzzahed when he heard it; he was hungry. We couldn't spend a cent on food." - part 2, 160
Más sobre Repère 125130: Ozona, Texas
"not stopping except once when he took all his clothes off, near Ozona, and ran yipping and leaping naked in the sage. Cars zoomed by and didn't see him." - part 2, 161
Más sobre Ozona, Texas131: Van Horn, Texas
"Dean and Marylou parked the car near Van Horn and made love while I went to sleep." - part 2, 161
Más sobre Van Horn, Texas132: Clint, Texas
"'Clint, Texas!' said Dean. He had the radio on to the Clint station. Every fifteen minutes they played a record; the rest of the time it was commercials about a high-school correspondence course. 'This program is beamed all over the West,' cried Dean excitedly." - part 2, 161
Más sobre Clint, Texas133: Ysleta, Texas
"I woke up just as we were rolling down the tremendous Rio Grande Valley through Clint and Ysleta to El Paso." - part 2, 161
Más sobre Ysleta, Texas134: El Paso, Texas
"Eyes bent on Frisco and the Coast, we came into El Paso as it got dark, broke. We absolutely had to get some money for gas or we'd never make it." - part 2, 162
Más sobre El Paso, Texas136: Benson, Arizona
"I pushed Dean and the kid over and went down the mountain with the clutch in and the motor off to save gas. In this manner I rolled into Benson, Arizona." - part 2, 164
Más sobre Benson, Arizona137: Tucson, Arizona
"But we didn't have any money. Then it occured to me I could borrow five dollars from my old friend Hal Hingham in Tucson, Arizona. Immediately Dean said it was all settled and we were going to Tucson. And we did." - part 2, 164
Más sobre Tucson, Arizona139: Mojave, California
"At dawn, in snowy passes, we labored toward the town of Mojave, which was the entryway to the great Tehachapi Pass." - part 2, 167
Más sobre Mojave, California140: Tehachappi Pass, California
"Up ahead we saw Tehachapi Pass starting up. Dean took the wheel and carried us clear to the top of the world. We passed a great shroudy cement factory in the canyon. Then we started down. Dean cut off the gas (...). In this way we floated and flapped down to the San Joaquin Valley. It lay spread a mile below, virtually the floor of California, green and wondrous from our aerial shelf. We made thirty miles without using gas." - part 2, 167
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