I came to Burlington, Vermont without a plan, knowing only that it’s the closest Greyhound station to rural Glover, VT where the Bread and Puppet Theater has its home. At the last minute, realizing (hindsight 20/20) that I did not … Continued
My strategy was sound. By taking a late bus from Toronto, I’d spend the night in transit instead of arriving very late at a stranger’s house again and arrive in Montreal at around 5:00 AM, just before the subway starts … Continued
I arrived in Toronto quite late on the bus from Detroit after another uneventful border crossing. When crossing on the bus, everyone takes their possessions from inside the bus and lines up to go through customs, one bus load at … Continued
After driving for a month, I was more than ready to begin the second leg of my journey–the one without a car–by July 29th. I was able to rest for about a day at home, do some much-needed laundry, and … Continued
I alluded briefly in my last post to what my intentions were in going to Alberta and B.C., but want to write some about the horrific projects and inspiring resistance that are growing in tandem throughout those provinces. Though I … Continued
Shouldn’t it be easy to find a coffee shop on a Saturday morning that isn’t a Tim Horton’s or a Starbucks in the downtown of a major city? This was my quest in Calgary, and I was failing. I found … Continued
I drove through the epic countryside between western South Dakota and Yellowstone National Park hoping to make it there by nightfall. I had heard that the road in from the east, where I’d be going, is both dangerous and winding … Continued
I came in to western South Dakota with one contact, third hand from a journalist who had been working in Spokane who became “completely obsessed with South Dakota”. A strange fate, I thought at first, but I can understand a … Continued