My adventures on the road began in the backseat of my dad’s Ford Falcon. We would pass mysterious dinosaurs, teepees and truck stop giants at sixty miles and hour. I wanted to stop at every roadside attraction but dad insisted we keep on his strict schedule as if somehow Albuquerque would disappear off the map if we did not. Now I am the one behind the wheel and I stop where I damn please. The mysteries of the road await me.