Mundane Turbulence

It looks like I forgot to add my final trip update to my blog! Here it is: mine and my father’s great trek across our country:

2710 miles from home in Allston to my mom’s to my sister’s to Kelsey’s to a Super 8 in Henrietta, NY to a KOA in Union, IL to an Econolodge in Jackson, MN to Mt. Rushmore to a cabin in Rapid City, SD to a Days Inn in Butte, MT to Desi’s apartment in Missoula, MT

It’s a strange thing becoming part of a new home. Most cities, I think, are the same. You get cable TV, you get internet, and there are at least one mall and supermarket in town. What I wanted from Missoula was something different, and it’s very peculiar…it’s got all those same conveniences of everycity, but it simply is not that. I’ve been out dancing until the early morning more than once, and afterward wandered, inebriated, into a late-night diner, but this ain’t Allston. I’ve eaten great food and drank great beer, but this isn’t the northeast. The difference? There is a silence that is both beautiful and delicate. The air is thin and crisp. The water is cold and clean.

I think I’m going to like it here.