We are progressing towards California by way of Nevada. Without taking into account the layover time to change buses during the 29-hour ride from Denver to San Francisco, there is still time to kill. And so I target this man in a baseball cap.
All this time behind the window glass is conducive to thinking. The last leg of my route has begun, and I wonder about the course of my trip and the encounters in store for me in San Francisco -- "the capitol of the Beats". I also wonder about how to experience things the way Kerouac did, now that it is over 50 years later.
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