Born in a country spanning almost 30 miles wide, I never had to drive for more than an hour. Whilst on travels there was never a need to rent a car, I had always opted for places where public transportation was convenient.
How does it feel to drive continuously alone, without a destination? I really wanted to know. I want my life to be full of dots I can look back one day and reconcile them to a feeling or a memory.
A thousand miles driven, 30 miles walked later, this is my story in pictures:
back to highway 1
San Luis Obispo
It wasn’t captured much in pictures, but this little village moved me.
I documented my mid-way thoughts here. Driving on highway 1 down south is not an experience to be missed.
I loved the experience, not only because of these sights, but it was the constant sense of wonder while I wander.