Where does the American Road finally end? A short burst of special road trip memories that I knew, someday, would have to be the last legacy of my adventures across this country.
A few hours in Branson, Colorado, a tiny village on the High Plains, and I connect with an extraordinary horsewoman and fellow-writer.
We’re surrounded by “the ultimate free lunch” that is our universe – but a lot of it really isn’t free. Some semi-geeky thoughts on the Big Bang, Cosmic Inflation, southeast Colorado, and two delicious-looking Basque recipes.