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Ever since reading John Steinbeck's Travels With Charley in my teens, I'm either planning a road trip or actually on a road trip. I've been to churches from Philadelphia to New Orleans to Santa Cruz because Steinbeck considered Sunday church services to be an essential travel activity. I doubt Steinbeck attended church any more often than I when not on a road trip.
But wait...before Steinbeck inflamed my passion for road trips, there was Robert Service with 'The Wanderlust', 'The Spell of the Yukon', and 'Rhymes of a Rolling Stone'. Because of Service, I've been chewed by an inexhaustible supply of mosquitoes in the Yukon, been assisted in changing a tire on a remote desert road by a nude stranger (he was leaving a clothing-optional hot springs but was not yet ready to adjust to civilization), and have had my travel trailer torn apart by Federales in Mexico in search of mysterious cargo.
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