I can’t send you the salty gulf breeze, the smell of fresh karak, or the feeling of welcome when strangers welcome you into their community. I can only write my impressions, and send you photos. Enjoy:
For the rest of this set, check out my flickr (now also streaming on the right of this blog).
Elwood: It’s 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it’s dark, and we’re wearing sunglasses.
Jake: Hit it.