Today I ate a tasty apple.
And I missed America.
So here's a picture of a typical pit-stop on the Bohemian Highway:
Well I feel like an old hobo, I'm sad lonesome and blue.
I was fair as a summers day -now the summer days are through.
You pass through places and places pass through you,
but you carry them with you on the soles of your travelin' shoes.
-"Littlest Birds" The Be Good Tanyas