Travel journal stuff

I pulled out the maps yesterday and started looking at roads. Much to my surprise, a completely unexpected route began to take shape. It includes potatoes, a selection of big giant heads (one of them yellow), a great lake, a so-so lake, provinces, a ferry ride, a wounded knee and a visit to the place I tell them I'm from when I lie about where I'm from.

Mapped out, the route has the rough appearance of a heart that has been turned upside-down. How appropriate.

cross-posted from my soon to be up-and-running travel journal