A Transportation Cocktail: Bikes, Trains and Buses
...the Central Valley has two of my favorite signs of civilization: backyard chickens and nopales. At the dramatic end of the line for the San Joachin train lay the forlorn streets of Bakersfield, immortalized in Buck Owen’s song, “I came here looking for something I couldn’t find anywhere else Hey, I’m not trying to be nobody Just want a chance to be myself I’ve done a thousand miles of thumbin’ I’ve worn blisters on my heels Trying to find me some...