The vastness of the Arizona Painted Desert stretches out all around me, home to the nameless dead.
Category: Syncopated Family Travel
Syncopated Family Travel – The Grand Canyon, The Rio Grande, and Grand Theft Auto
Due to its proximity to the Grand Canyon, Williams is a thriving cluster of motels and tourist dives.
Syncopated Family Travel: The Return Home on Route 66
Each turn of the mother road holds shuttered motels forever locked at “no vacancy”. In those now boarded up rooms, men and women once held each other with the thrill of new love throbbing through their wide open veins.
Syncopated Family Travel: Yes, I’m a Mouseketeer at Disneyland!
To quote the Flight of the Conchords, “I’m not crying, it’s just raining on my face.” This is heaven.
Syncopated Family Travel – Los Angeles – Beaches, Bums, and Cults
A machete wielding maniac in a hockey mask approaches our car ….
Syncopated Family Travel – Leaving Las Vegans
As we head west we make a brief side visit to the City of Sin to take my daughter to Veggee Delight. I’m a little worried as the GPS leads us through the Vegas Strip deep into the heart of Chinatown.
Syncopated Family Travel: Idaho Sucks
“I fucked up that sonofabitch real good,” drawls one of the dusty men, sporting a mighty handlebar mustache.
Syncopated Family Travel – Yellowstone, Chinese Tourists, and God Damned Bison
I haven’t felt this inadequate since freshman year gym class. Yellowstone is a nature photographer’s wet dream.
Syncopated Family Travel – Red Lodge Montana, GPS Disasters, and Never Turning Back
“Maybe we should turn back,” suggests my wife, “see if there is a hotel or something somewhere else.” However, I’m too tired to admit defeat.
Syncopated Family Travel – Mt. Rushmore, Sandwich Artists, and Injun Killers
We bypass the lot and hang out of the car window, wildly clicking the shutter gangsta style as we do a drive by shooting of the four presidents.