One of the things I used to LOVE when I did field service for various companies was having the 'rural' territories.
Typically this was north to Maryville, west into the corner of Nebraska, south to Manhattan and back along I-70.
I got to spend a lot of time in my own Roadside Revelations, always chosing the curvy, scenic roads to the highway when time permitted. I was always stopping in all the little towns, browsing the shops and flea markets.
I loved in the early summer when the storms would boil up to my east, between me and KC. Then on the afternoon return trip I'd race them back, watching them grow, and feed, and lightning ahead of me.
I miss how much I used to be not-in-the-city these days...
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branchandroot
yeah...
Date: 2005-10-12 19:22 (UTC)Typically this was north to Maryville, west into the corner of Nebraska, south to Manhattan and back along I-70.
I got to spend a lot of time in my own Roadside Revelations, always chosing the curvy, scenic roads to the highway when time permitted.
I was always stopping in all the little towns, browsing the shops and flea markets.
I loved in the early summer when the storms would boil up to my east, between me and KC. Then on the afternoon return trip I'd race them back, watching them grow, and feed, and lightning ahead of me.
I miss how much I used to be not-in-the-city these days...
It had it's own spirituality for me, I think.