That’s what I dream about. My parents went roadtripping through Sweden every year when my brother and I were kids, in an old Volkswagen bus, which instilled my love for roadtrips (and for catnapping while traveling, it has to be said). In the U.S. I took a roadtrip from Boston to Key West with my friend and an old Volvo – great expectations came true!

I hope that in the summer of 2009, I can finally reward myself for many hard years of university – American studies, no less – with a long roadtrip across the country. (Even my 65-year-old professor of American literature tells stories about his roadtripping experience. Only nowadays it’s less Kerouac-esque and more like “let’s do a tour of 1890s mansions” for him.) Oh, the joy of preparation (I love maps.) Lots of things to see – so many things to do. People to meet. Skies to photograph. Mixtapes for the way. And FREEDOM – for three weeks, at least. Hm, I better encourage my boyfriend to get his driving license soon ;-)