In a tertiary plotline in 2000’s Oscar-winning Almost Famous, Anita Miller (Zooey Deschanel) runs off with her boyfriend to become a flight attendant. As she hugs her little brother William goodbye, she whispers to him to look under his bed — that there he’ll find his freedom. William lugs from the dark beneath his mattress a large bag stuffed with Anita’s albums as the opening lines of Simon and Garfunkel’s “America” play in the background.
“Let us be lovers, we’ll marry our fortunes together. I’ve got some real estate here in my bag” has always caused my feet to itch. And Anita’s independent, adventurous nature is one with which I strongly identified with. She’s a woman whose soul isn’t satisfied with what she’s always known.
This spring, I left New York to head west, fulfilling a yearning for open air and space that had been nagging me for the better part of the entire 13 years I’d lived there.
A few months after my grandmother died rather suddenly last summer, I decided to leave the northeast for Colorado. My Southern California heart missed seeing mountains in the distance and having the desert nearby, but I didn’t want to go back. And along the way, I needed to stop in Tulsa, Oklahoma, to pick up some things my stepdad had been storing for me since college.
After Trump was elected, and liberal wings of the country were plunged into an existential and philosophical crisis, I figured now was as good a time as any to see a part of the country I’d studiously avoided every other time I traveled. Since I had to go through Tulsa, it made sense to me to delve into the South. Not necessarily the Trump-voting South; I have no interest — read: zero interest — in trying to understand the motivations of the Trump voter (not to mention there are much better journalists writing about, and trying to figure all that out, than I). I also had friends scattered throughout the South, and this trip gave me a reason to see them.
So, on March 17th, in a 2001 Volvo wagon packed to the gills, I left Queens to look for America. Here’s a little of what I saw.
Charleston, WV
Louisville, Ky.
Memphis, Tenn.
Nashville, Tenn
Asheville, N.C.
Columbia, S.C.
Iva, S.C.
Atlanta, Ga.
Alabama
Tallahatchie County, Miss.
Tana Tymesen is a writer and editor from the Midwest and both coasts. Her self-care includes long drives through rural Wisconsin, Instagrams of piglets, cheeses, and Bob’s Burgers. You can find more of her writing at tangentsandangles.com