How Riding A Train Across The Country Made Me Hopeful For American Politics


I finally saw the American desert for the first time this summer at the ripe old age of 28.

I stood on the back of a train and stared at the epic expanse of land for what mustve been hours.

The view was breathtaking I was hooked.

A good journey is much like a good conversation. It enlightens, humbles and reinvigorates you, while leaving you wanting more.

The train journey I took this summer was a conversation about America: what it was, what it is and where its going.

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