As Natural as Daylight on AOL Travel
We were going to sleep on the sidewalk, if we were going to sleep at all. It was that or the freeway median, and that seemed an even worse choice. I did not want to sleep on the sidewalk or the freeway median, but there were no hotels, there were no campgrounds, there was … nothing. The town was little more than a crossroads, a few streets lined with white stucco houses. We had been dropped there hours — or was it days; it felt like days — before and could not catch a lift out.
I’ve got a piece up as part of collection of travel stories about the kindness of strangers. The whole thing is here.
Date: September 25th, 2013 @ 14:56
Categories: Independent Travel