| Ah, 12 hours, in the middle of the United States, is regarded as a "doable" drive. On the edge of a doable day's drive, but doable. I have never been able to explain that to anyone who doesn't live here. It's the ugly child born of the old romance of the road/ road-buddy films, and the complete lack of public transport options. You start thinking in terms of hours in the car, and if you can do 3, you can do 6, and if you can do 12 and be in Manhattan walking through the Saffron streaming "Gates", as opposed to winding up, say, on a gray interstate in the middle of Nebraska, well, it becomes doable. We had this idea, some friends of ours, that we would take off, in a 15 passenger van--four adults, three semi-grown kids, 4 dogs--and take our dogs for a walk in the park... You know, a kind of extravagant gesture that you do for an artwork that cost millions and took years and will only be up for 16 days... |
