Portrait of music group Jane’s Addiction, Chicago, Illinois, November 27, 1988. Pictured are, from left, musicians Perry Farrell, Dave Navarro, Stephen Perkins, and Eric Avery . (Photo by Paul Natkin/Getty Images)
I learned a lot during that long, lonely drive across one corner of America.
I learned that horses still love me.
I learned that riding horses by the Rio Grande makes you feel like a real cowboy, but that as much as I love riding horses, I feel guilty about it, like I am making a new friend carry me around for no particular reason.
I learned that I have not lost my knack for horseback selfies.
I learned that I can have fun with fake cacti…
Maybe too much fun.
I learned that I still really love dogs, and they love me.
I learned, once again, that America is very big…
And very strange.
I learned that big metal dinosaurs should not drink Red Bull energy drink!
I learned that they have signs to warn you about stuff you weren’t even thinking about doing.
I learned that you can see snow and desert very close to one another.
And I learned that both snowy mountains and burning desert each have their own charms.
I learned that even a rest area beside the highway can have natural wonders…
And that you should never miss a chance to explore.
Because that is how you transform a trip into an adventure.
I learned that everyone should, at one time in their life, find themselves standing on a corner in Winslow Arizona.
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