Hanna was a 1946 Dodge pickup with a camper on the back. When we escaped back to America we bought her after hitchhiking to Columbus Ohio. She was an old farm truck that would probably run on kerosene. We lived in her for about five years ducking and dodging goons we imagined from the UK who were after us for skipping out of the country.
Deja Vu, but Better –
I must admit feeling some anxiety before the road trip. . . considering that things always change and expectations can lead to disappointment. My anticipated disappointments did not appear. The peace and open skies of the region are like an embrace. And the great company of friends and family makes all the difference. The creative abandon in Santa Fe and Albuquerque is entertaining and inspiring.
