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My Journey Continues: From Arkansas to Memphis
In northeast Arkansas the sunlight filters through the cumulus clouds, flat and gray on the bottom and lined in white gold, and shadows stream down in diagonal rays of particles onto the field like a...
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Daniel Adler Down in the Delta
The Crossroads in Clarksdale, where Robert Johnson supposedly sold his soul to the devil. This morning we went to the Waffle House. Daniel Adler got his hash browns smothered (onions), popped...
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Louisiana and the Mouth of the Mississippi
As I tweeted today at Oak Alley Plantation, the area along the Mississippi between New Orleans and Baton Rouge was once known as Millionaire’s Row and had the most money in the entire country. Just...
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Go West Young Man
In the bayous the live oaks are hung with Spanish moss and vines crawling all up an down ‘em and egrets prance around and a weak breeze floats the pine boughs and waves the oak limbs. Above the sky is...
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Why California is So Sad
Always in the mountain time zone there is the feeling of being near to the Pacific. But there is two hundred miles until you get to the state before the state that has coast, then another three hundred...
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California’s Coast is a National Monument
Highway 1 in Big Sur feels different from the rest of the coast. The rolling San Lucinda mountains parallel the sea for miles, corrugating beside the short sandy shore. Pale green hills rise a thousand...
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The Forging of a Post-Dream America
All that is real in America is time. It is seen in the supranormal distances, the unbounded canyons, the forests and eagles, and the rivers that eat away through the muddy banks, it is all so big and...
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What Makes Italy Italian (And The U.S. American)
Past the Piazza Plebisicito where all the statues of great men in Neapolitan history stand in their alcoves, down the line from Roger the Norman with his ancient mustache and weird neckbeard, to...
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Daniel Adler Remembers the USA
I remember the USA. When I first crossed it, we talked about how awesome it was over dinner, when the ladies who had been working the counter for thirty-five years, who had probably had countless...
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Daniel Adler(s) View the End of a RTW Trip
So we’ve been having a pretty good time hanging out in India. Despite what some may think of as “dicking around,” they don’t have half an idea of what we’ve been doing with our days, since it’s very...
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