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DRIVEN BY DISTRACTION
(Inspired by the "Road Trip" competition)
En route
Santander to Bilbao
three happy amigos
grateful for the car ride
vintage Citroën DS purrs
mejor que montar en autobús
that ashtray on wheels
where thick gray smoke obscures
sign reading “No Fumar”
posted adjacent del conductor
cigarette dangling from his lips
Lush green paisaje cantabriana
racing into view
window frame by window frame
a la izquierda playa tras playa
adorned, no doubt, with bikini clad
hermosas españolas
pangs of California yearning
beckoning come home
sólo un segundo de tristeza
by Spanish paradise captivated anew
Outskirts of Bilbao arriving
“have you seen euskara written?”
asks the man behind the wheel
“just count the letters on that sign”
soon to be ironic fifteen character name
a Basque towing company
occupants turn to look
CRASH!!! language lesson over
old Citroën metal punishes
brand new Citroën metal
dazed humans emerge unscathed
ensuing epithetic volley
needs no translation
Back on the road relieved
sturdy French carriage
dented not defeated
comme une danseuse de cancan
gusty wind lifts the hood (bonnet for some)
driver in literal blind panic
soothed by level headed passenger
steers to safety
thoughts of imminent death abate
love for Spain, though strong
does not extend to lying under its soil
En route
Bilbao to Santander
wondering if bus windows open
(Unattributed image found at http://4travel.jp/travelogue/10500614)
En route
Santander to Bilbao
three happy amigos
grateful for the car ride
vintage Citroën DS purrs
mejor que montar en autobús
that ashtray on wheels
where thick gray smoke obscures
sign reading “No Fumar”
posted adjacent del conductor
cigarette dangling from his lips
Lush green paisaje cantabriana
racing into view
window frame by window frame
a la izquierda playa tras playa
adorned, no doubt, with bikini clad
hermosas españolas
pangs of California yearning
beckoning come home
sólo un segundo de tristeza
by Spanish paradise captivated anew
Outskirts of Bilbao arriving
“have you seen euskara written?”
asks the man behind the wheel
“just count the letters on that sign”
soon to be ironic fifteen character name
a Basque towing company
occupants turn to look
CRASH!!! language lesson over
old Citroën metal punishes
brand new Citroën metal
dazed humans emerge unscathed
ensuing epithetic volley
needs no translation
Back on the road relieved
sturdy French carriage
dented not defeated
comme une danseuse de cancan
gusty wind lifts the hood (bonnet for some)
driver in literal blind panic
soothed by level headed passenger
steers to safety
thoughts of imminent death abate
love for Spain, though strong
does not extend to lying under its soil
En route
Bilbao to Santander
wondering if bus windows open
(Unattributed image found at http://4travel.jp/travelogue/10500614)
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