Chicago was always a place that intrigued me, but I never seemed to get around to visiting, probably because it wasn’t on a coast, and wasn’t really near anything else (both of which are also probably reasons why it’s such a great place). Finally, in the summer of 2001, Aimee and I caught a game […]

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Cereal City, U.S.A.! What more needs to be said? A perfect roadside attraction: education, nostalgia, strangeness, and snacks. Sadly, it seems to be closed now, which is a true loss for road trippers and cereal fanatics around the country. My first trip to Michigan involved a quick stop in Detroit to see a Tigers game […]

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As Aimee and I became friends during my first months in Boston, we discovered a mutual love of baseball and road trips. At the end of my first year in town, in the summer of 2001, we took off on a baseball road trip; Aimee was on school vacation, and I was, in a way, […]

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I first encountered New Jersey when I went to camp in Pennsylvania in junior high; people from New Jersey seemed to talk about being from New Jersey, and others made a point of describing them as being from New Jersey, more than anyone from any other state. Living in suburban Connecticut after college, I had […]

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Continuing in semi-chronological order, we’ve arrived back on the East Coast. After the road trip, and a summer in Anchorage, I returned east for my first post-college job, in Greenwich, Connecticut. As much as I was eager to leave Connecticut when I lived there, and as much as I would disparage it when driving down […]

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Finishing up the 1997 road trip arc is Oregon, a state I’d visited before the trip, and a state I thought for a long time I’d end up living in “when I grow up.” Oregon, and Portland specifically, seemed like a good mix of Alaska-like Pacific Northwestern-ness, with a healthy dose of cosmopolitanism. The city […]

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So we’ve reached the last state new to me on our 1997 cross-country road trip, a long way from western Massachusetts where we began. When we crossed the border from Nevada at the end of June, 1997, and were greeted with a sign reading “DUMP / DEAD ANIMAL PIT,” we didn’t have high hopes. We […]

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Nevada has the honor of being the only state whose photo I took during the course of the project itself; I had a photo of one of the indoor canals at the Venetian from our trip last year, but on our weekend in Las Vegas last month, my trip to the Neon Museum’s boneyard was […]

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By the time of our 1997 road trip, I had spent many an hour in the Salt Lake City airport, the required layover point for Delta Airlines flights out of Anchorage to the East Coast, but I’d never been outside the doors of the airport. When we arrived in Kanab, Utah after visiting the Grand […]

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New Mexico is one of those states I haven’t spent nearly as much time in as I would like to have, and is a place I plan on visiting more in the future. My first visit to New Mexico came as we headed to Four Corners during the western leg of our 1997 road trip. […]

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Ah, Kansas, halfway across the country, home of the geodetic center of the Lower 48 (which we never did find), and, more importantly for George and me in 1997, home to the World’s Largest Ball of Twine, or at least a ball that lays claim to that title. After leaving Missouri, we got off the […]

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Missouri, the gateway to the west, is half-way through my list of visited states, and it’s already June first, leaving only 27 days until we head to Hawaii, so I’d better get going. I gained an unexpected connection with Missouri when I started collaborating with a photobooth enthusiast living in St Louis on Photobooth.net, the […]

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My uncle Jack has lived in Oklahoma for as long as I can remember, and on two road trips, I’ve visited him in Tulsa on the way out west. It’s always nice to see him, and to hang out with my cousins who live nearby. The first time through, George and I took the opportunity […]

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It may seem strange to feature a photo of an English rock musician in this post about Texas, but it’ll all make sense. My first trip to Texas was a brief one, on the road trip route in 1997, a little out of our way, as we made our way from Arkansas up to my […]

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On our 1997 road trip, Arkansas was our gateway to the west, and was the second state on our trip that we visited on two occasions. The first time around, we headed out of Memphis over the Mississippi and made it to Little Rock by ten p.m. to stay at a friend’s place, our first […]

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