Changing Lanes with Funny Names

For the last 3 months I have lived off Bogus Basin Road... a name that was strange and funny to me the first time I heard it. It became common place as I grew to know its stretches and bends.

Now, I don't know where I am.

The Shakespearience tour 2010 is OVER?

Kind of: the road is changing again.

My first love and I used to joke that a good Wheel of Fortune "Before and After" would be:
Changing Nathan Lanes ... or was it Changing Nathan Lane?

I look at the signs around me in the airport for a joke--this one says I am in Denver. But in 15 minutes I will be on another plane that whirls me onto streets that don't need signs to scream New York City.

After driving 7,158.8 miles on the road in the last 10 weeks, I am used to 5 hour rides taking me to Sandpoint, or Twin Falls and back, making jokes and jotting down funny road signs and shop puns along the way:

• The Human Bean
• Lardo Grill
• ROBIDEAUX MOTORS???
  

• Post Office Creek
• Chicken Dinner Rd
• True Blood Ld
• K BAR T Ln
• Divide Pass
• Happy Day Blvd
• Bodystun Ln
• Gun Club Rd
• Pot Hole Rd
• Fort Misery Rd
• NO KID --it was a street name but no Rd, St, Ln, Ave assigned
  
• Lois Ln
• Anne Antelope Ave
• Bitter Rd
• Humanity Ln
• Glascock Rd
• Mossy Cup Dr
• Shoepeg Rd
• Sagle
• Freezeout Rd
  
• Slickpoo Rd
• Last Chance Rd

Now, millions of jokes and hours and weeks and years later, I find it hard to believe that this journey will be taking me to New York--the city I left 3 long months ago! It's even harder to believe that another 7 hours will land me in Peru--the first leg of my journey to achieve a dream: to hike the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu with my sweetheart. I don't think it is possible to be any happier than to be in this moment with all the wonderful memories and moments and choices and passions that led me here.


Over the last 10 weeks, I had the opportunity to warm up my instrument at least once a day for 90 performances of Othello. No job has brought me more happiness. I feel radiant, confident, healthy. I know my lungs are ready to handle the altitudes of Cuzco! My heart and imagination, more ready to be reunited with love.

I DO know where I am: exactly where I should be--in flux.

This merging road is the only road I care to follow--one that will change into something new and foreign, but will return again to the people and places I love. I see Tyler in less than 24 hours in another hemisphere.


And I return to Boise this summer to teach for ISF. My favorite road is this one that I keep following, laughing, spinning, wheezing, wandering, wondering, and hallooing down...

I'll send a postcard as usual,

Jennifer x