Week...6?: It Goes On
Ages ago, my father and I drove through a good chunk of the northern United States, from Maine to North Dakota, on our way back from Prince Edward Island, where I'd been living for a few years. One thing about that trip that stuck with me is just how much denser the population is on the East Coast than it is here, even in supposed backwaters like Maine or rural Pennsylvania. We visited a friend of mine who lives in the latter, and her town is within a few hours drive of New York City, smack dab in the Poconos, a vacation spot for the denizens of the megalopolis that want to get away from the hustle for awhile. Unlike somebody from Winnipeg taking off to a pristine and lonely lake up in the Shield, however, the Poconos are not really all that pristine, or lonely. There are towns everywhere, and settlements are never more than a short drive away from each other. Even surrounded by the rugged, forested Allegheny Plateau, there is a sense of being packed in, of constant proximi...