Somewhere in the middle of my summer travel, I decided I ought to check out the local bourbon. Or at least, I should look for stuff I can’t find at home. I mean, if I have to spend the entire freaking summer in the car, shouldn’t I have something to show for it?
GAAH. I haven’t written in over a month! Since I have no clue how to schedule posts in advance, I hem and haw over the topic, the writing, the photos. Then, when it gels, I hit publish. But this summer, instead of blogging, I feel like all I’ve done is pack, unpack, wash stuff and repack. Continue reading “Highway Junkies”