AinsleyGrowing up, we didn’t really do road trips. It’s not like Hawaii has long stretches of highway to travel on, and my parents weren’t exactly fans of driving outside our little town. They didn’t see the point when we had everything that we needed within a short walk. Looking back, I think the farthest we ever drove was about an hour to visit a relative on their deathbed.
Now that I’m on my own, I don’t understand why in the hell they insisted on staying in one place their entire lives. It’s as if journeying is in my blood. I love cruising in Greyhound buses from town to town, hitchhiking with strangers in the summer, and walking city streets when the nights were clear. Sure, there was a bit of danger to it all, but I never felt I was at risk. All I cared about was the peace and quiet
