I drove from Illinois to Estes Park, Colorado, and back several times
before the Interstates were built. I hated every goddam mile, until
we reached the Rockies, although Iowa was not as utterly depressing as
Nebraska.

The beauty of taking the two-lane highways now is that NO ONE else is on
'em.

I appreciate that, Jay; it's the same here in PA and I often take the
old roads instead of the interstates, for the beauty of the
countryside.

But traffic was not the primary cause of my hatred of driving across
the Midwest and Plains. It was the endlessness of miles and miles of
nothing and nothing and more nothing. And the fact that I was doing
it the summer in a car without air-conditioning, in temperatures and
humidity as high as the miles were endless and the scenery
non-existent.

I don't have that antipathy to flying over the same territory; from on
high once can find beauty in the terrain that can't bee seen from the
perspective of an ant. (Although flying over Nebraska is not as
wonderful as flying over PA, NY, New England, the Rockies, the
Cascades, Alaska...................

vince norris