giving credit to the real hard worker

thanks for not running out of gas...

close to an end...

soon...

admiring the nature...

well, obvious... in fact.

curiosity...

can fly anywhere...

admiring whoever decided to have 21gal of gas on Odessey

remote place, 30 miles away from the nearest town, gas indicator lit... not knowing how much gas is left in the tank...

admiring the ol' generation

needle scratching the plastic engraving, producing the magical sound of music...
the world of physical memory and no electrical modem...
nothing compared to a broken ipod...

i'm on a boat

earth...

dust...

not a good friend with camera since 1839...

admiring the pioneers

traveled with their feet, thousands of miles of unpaved road...
nothing compared to a broken GPS...

over time...

summer time kills

hitting the road... with my head...

 States to States...

Jolly Road...

On the road...