We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like “I feel a bit lightheaded; maybe you should drive…” And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas. And a voice was screaming: “Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?”… —Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (A Savage Journey into the Heart of the American Dream), 1971
Two weeks ago we took a road trip to Albuquerque, New Mexico for the Thanksgiving holiday and as we passed through Barstow heading East, the above quote kept running through the back of my mind. There were no drugs taking hold of us, unless you count caffeine, but I must admit that there is something about the open road and a vast Southwest horizon that spurs my soul and makes me feel alive.
We spent the night in Needles, CA alongside the historic Route 66 highway and I took this photo of a portion of the mural in the hotel lobby.
This week The Girl That Dreams Awake has challenged us to post a photo using the theme of freedom. I used the Jane Lens/Robusta Film/Apollo Flash combination in the Hipstamatic app and made some edits within the app.