Road Americana (quick pictorial)

I love everything about being on the road. I get to eat everything up, using all my senses.  And things are old and rundown yet ooze life.

And there is weirdness, an endless supply of weirdness.

Style and colors Textures Color Function Oh and this is just a motel tip for you. When you have something in the fridge you don’t want to forget (in this case some cut pineapple), close the door on a plastic bag: “What the hell is that bag doing there? Oh yeah, my pineapple!”