Category: Travel

As much fun as we were having with Shannon, Davey, and their friends, we were still financially on the edge of things. We needed to make some money if we were going to plan on getting to Europe for the Rainbow gathering. While Donna was beginning to be calmer on the road after the trucker’s…

We spent a few more days in Murfreesboro visiting friends and family and then bid our farewells to head back north. We found a few places to sell a handful of goods on our way and were soon back at Shan and Davey’s.  Flea and Queen Jane came over, and Davey grilled up a batch…

The Enchanted Planet I was surprised to find that my hometown of Murfreesboro had a thriving ‘hippie shop,’ but there it was, “The Enchanted Planet.” We walked in to scope it out for potential sales. The pleasant aroma of sandalwood incense filled the air, and the Grateful Dead jammed out on Terrapin Station. There were…

We Liked Ken We blew into Murfreesboro and stopped at my Mother and Ken’s house. A bit of history. Mom’s second husband, Denis, had finally moved on, leaving her in considerable debt. Yet, she was an incredibly strong-spirited woman and pulled herself up and out of trouble. She eventually dated a widowed old friend, and…

Fly Cemetery The three vans of musicians drove North from New Orleans to Tennessee until we reached the outskirts of Maury County. We talked and decided to stop by one place that tickled our funny bones. Maybe it wasn’t amusing for the people who ended up there, but the name always gave us a chuckle….

Mallory Square Still, we needed to make some money. We needed to get onto the “The Mallory Square Sunset Celebration.” But to do that, one must pass the ‘Pier Review’ of judges. We thought about my playing guitar, but the judges said a guitar player was already busking there. I had made some wrapped crystals,…

True Lies We drove through Florida on our way to the Conch Republic, passing the turn-off to Orlando, past West Palm Beach, Fort Lauderdale, and Miami, straight to the “Seven Mile Bridge.” Not interested in the major tourist zones, the beaches looked too crowded, we passed them. Parts of Florida looked like you had to…

Surprise encounter! Sometimes a surprise is good! We had pulled into a place to sleep and met some other travelers parking up. As we all tended to do, we talked and exchanged information about good places to go where other friendly people would gather. Given some vague directions on how to find some other ‘alternative’…

We left Arkansas, returning to Tennessee for a brief visit before hitting the road again. If this were a movie instead of the written word, this would be the perfect time for a montage of us driving and selling to little shops. There would be faded transitions of hours of driving, looking at maps, slowly…

The road to Arkansas is a long way from Maryland but Americans are used to driving long distances to get where we are going. Hours of driving mean nothing to us. Some people drive hours just to get to work in the morning. We just listen to music or talk radio and enjoy the ride,…