SLOG #2: Northern New Mexico

[EXPLICIT LYRICS – Listen at your own risk!  I haven’t even replayed this to myself after making it, but I know I say “fuck” a few times.]

Listen here.


Black Rock Hot Springs on the Rio Grande


Driving Out West

On Tuesday, I leave for the west coast.  I’ve never traveled alone at all before, and I’ve never driven farther west than Michigan.  Although I lived in California for a year, I only flew back and forth, so I’ve still never seen much of the middle of the country.  Do I know what I’m getting myself into?  Probably not.  But I’ll have my car, which is comforting.  I’ve booked hostels and found couches to surf for all my stops between here and San Francisco.  It should be an adventure.

Robert and I are driving to Denver together over three days and should arrive on October 6.  He and some coworkers are attending the Great American Beer Festival, and I’m just going to check out Denver.  On October 9, Robert drives back and I continue on to Taos, NM; Albuquerque, NM; Flagstaff, AZ; Tucson, AZ; Big Bear Lake, CA; San Luis Obispo, CA; and finally San Francisco where my brother, sister-in-law, and dog-niece live.  I should be getting to SF on October 18.  In between I want to check out hot springs, the Petrified Forest, Slab City, and Big Sur.  (I’m open to other suggestions along that route as well!)

I have high hopes for documenting this journey but I’m not sure how it’s going to go.  Most of the places I’m staying have WiFi.  Perhaps I’ll be able to blog—but that might not be how I want to spend my time.  I also have an mp3 player that records audio, so maybe I could record spoken blog posts and upload them later with some photos.  (If a web log is a blog, and a video log is a vlog, can I call a sound log a “slog?”  I’m told it’s called a “podcast,” but whatever.)

I’m a little bit sad to be leaving the northeast in the fall, but I’m looking forward to the feeling of being in motion.  I’ll let you know how it goes!