A STRAIGHT SHOT WEST
When I set out from Orlando to Albuquerque, I didn’t plan on doing it in one 27-hour drive. If I had, I probably wouldn’t have left at midnight. But I’m young and impulsive, and the pull of the road was too much for me to ignore. So, I threw my bag in the back seat of my 4Runner, and took off into the humid night. I won’t go into detail as to why I was going. This is a story about the road. I figured I’d drive until sunrise, then find a place to rest whenever my fatigue meter decided I had gone on long enough. I assumed this would probably happen somewhere in East Texas, but, like I said, I’m not one for a strict plan.
Florida highways are almost cartoonish in the way they try to sell the state to drivers. Strange citrus centers and neon signs advertising “Live
