Goodbyes. Hellos. JFKs. The laundromat.

Day 6: Thursday, October 5th 2017 Mia and Jasper leave for school and we say our goodbyes, promise to keep in touch (we do) and then head off to Hyannis Port. Can’t remember if Jack Kerouac ever mentioned visiting the laundromat but such is life on our particular road that needs must. Jane bravely enters

Grass, Dylan 63 revisited and New York City.

Day 7: Friday, October 6th 2017 The sun shone for us once again as we headed off to the Tennis Hall of Fame; the home of the first US Open and an historic building with a kind of charm not unlike Wimbledon but on a smaller scale. John said the main entrance might look intimidating

Dakota, friends in the park, books and Broadway.

Day 9: Sunday, October 8th 2017. Pouring with rain but hey, we need to see Manhattan! The temperature is in the 20s though and as we stroll through Central Park it’s like being back in hot, sweaty Malaysia. Some famous places seem almost too familiar. I remember visiting Venice and feeling that I was in

MoMa. Ground Zero. Prohibition nerves.

Day 10: Monday, October 9th 2017. We stroll through the park and make our way to the Museum of Modern Art where Lari, who seems to be a man of the world and of nowhere in particular, gives us tips on getting around. It’s Columbus Day and it’s raining so MoMa is busy today, very

NYPD Blues, New Jersey Turnpike and Virginia bound.

Day 11: Tuesday, October 10th 2017. Last day in New York and the sun is up so I went out to the park early to take more photos. It’s Central Park as I imagined it; joggers of all shapes, sizes and abilities running around the 1.5 mile perimeter of the reservoir that fills the heart

‘Country roads, take me home’, to Tinker Creek.

Day 12 (part two): Wednesday, October 11th 2017. More books to buy at the Midtown Scholar Bookstore then say goodbye to Stephen, Lola and Boo and set the satnav for Roanoke, Virginia. Touched Maryland on our way through Virginia, stopping off for a loo break and coffee at one of the welcome centres that are

Roanoke’s home, Blue Ridge skies and bluegrass heaven.

Day 13: Thursday, October 12 2017. We’d booked three nights in Roanoke so it felt like we could settle in and take our time. The whole area was so beautiful and with lots of live music around it felt like we had actually arrived somewhere instead of just passing through. First morning and we set

Alien invasions, Stevie Ray Vaughan and classified information.

Day 15: Saturday, October 14th 2017. Half way through our trip already. A hazy sunny morning with the promise of heat later in the day as the mist slowly clears the mountain top just visible rising up at the back of Tinker Creek. There’s that pinkish glow all around that promises a beautiful day and

Roaring Falls Furnace, bears and summit meetings.

Day 16: Sunday, October 15th 2017. Another glorious autumn morning in the land of the free. And we are enjoying the freedom. Not that we’re in shackles at home particularly, it’s just the feeling of being completely away from the familiar, the ‘normal’, the regular. Corners not turned before, roadsides never passed, people unknown, landscapes

Gaps, silences, Ohio and a hug for Maisie.

Day 17: Monday, October 16th 2017. Planning for a road trip involves a bit of guesswork. You can never really know how long you’ll want to stay at any particular place, the map of the US can be deceptive in its scale, and living on a relatively small, fairly crowded island gives you a different