The Arrival

I was on such a high for the last two hours of my trip. I had driven that road countless times before. So many things familiar, new and gone.

I pulled into the driveway at 11 p.m. last night. As I turned off my engine, the speedometer read 116,367 miles. That means that from Sedona, AZ to Whitehorse, Yukon Territory I drove 3, 294 miles. Damn it feels good -- Good to have accomplished that. Good to back.

"What is the feeling when you're driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? It's the too huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies."

~ Jack Kerouac