Greetings from Asbury Park

I see alot of highway. North, South, East, West. I am bicyclemark and I therefore hate to drive and I never drive, except when I come visit this state, where one cannot exist without a car.

Needless to say, I miss my bicycle and I hate driving.

I do, however, like the nooks and crannys of New Jersey. Tonight, when I finally have a chance to sit down and write, I will tell the tale of the cranberry fields and labor camp where I spent yesterday afternoon.

There will also be a citizen journalism vlog from Asbury Park with a celebrity guide. But it isn’t ready yet, so here’s a photo, and I’m happy to report, if you can read french, Cecilia in Malawi checks in.