My second eastward drive across the country had a final destination of Brooklyn, New York. I left on the 1st of October and arrived there on the 8th. The drive included a three night's stay in Columbus, which I could only manage by hauling relative ass on the first half of the journey. At this present moment in time, I have returned to the farm. Whenever I managed, on my eastward journey, to get off main roads, I had a much better sense of the true landscape and scale of the states in which I was driving. Interstate travel is certainly most efficient, and I would argue that you can still get a pretty good sense of a basic sense of a landscape. You just don't have any real idea of how far it that landscape goes on either side of the interstate. In any case, I got to NYC in one piece.