Safe Travels

Adra | 24 | They/He Welcome to Road Trip Gothic, we've got Road Trip and we've got Gothic and sometimes they overlap. I am often seized by the fatal American need to go somewhere new. (Side Blog, following from tenthousandscreamingbirds)

[urgetocreate]

Jeremy Miranda, Valley, 2025, Acrylic on board

[nevver]

Are we there yet? Henry Horenstein

[creekbed-burial]

[389]

The Erlkönig Hanno Karlhuber, 1993

German, b.1946- Oil , 70 x 100 cm.

[so-engery]

HEY THERE LONELY DRIVER IT IS SO GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN.

[highways-are-liminal-spaces]

Disney World after nightfall

Taken December 2023

[burtoo]

October - Brendon Burton

[roadtripgothic]

i'm fucking losing it this is the Saint Christopher pendant of all time. to me.

[wild-cabins]

Fabio Zingg

[foxbirdy]

A short comic I made about my experiences as a seasonal worker, and the way places change you.

Prints & PDF

[redlipstickresurrected]

Jen Caywood (based Bellingham, WA, USA) - The End, 2021, Paintings: Digital Art

[jokerlives]

[kadywicker]

road trips are like “which hard truths am I gonna come to terms with while staring out this window”

[dankmemes]

Yosemite, San Francisco, United States

[bethfuller]

the fool - if this card is on your dash you’ve got new beginnings and opportunities in store. take a leap of faith - just don’t step heedlessly.

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[kikicolors]

Day 8: Watch 👁️

[jellyfish-and-deer]

You ever just be traveling on the highway at night? Passing the other cars, each their own little world traveling at their own pace. All of you illuminating the path head, passing through long stretches of darkness, the dark lavender sky above you and the towering mountains on either side reminding you of how small and unimportant you are. Dots of light around settlements in the in-between of big cities, like willow-the-whisp's trying to convince you to pull over on the exit ramp. Your headlights reflecting on bits of bright yellow like eyes watching you, warning you of where the barrier between the safety of the road and the danger of the unknown meet. Each shape and shadow looking like a deer ready to dart out in front of you, but maybe a deer is better than whatever else could make those more larger, gnarled shapes that seem to absorb the passing light. Sometimes there's no sky at all, just trees leaning over you high above; are they peering down at you judgementally, or are they getting ready to curl around your car and trap you forever?

Anyways, I'm on a 3 hour trip, it's 6:49 and I have a comfy spot in the very back seat, stretched out with pillows, blankets, and coffee, the perfect habitat for a writer. We just passed a place called Heaven On Earth, a restaurant I think, I'm listening to the Pixies and I'm pretty sure there are way more deer than needed on the side of the highway, so yeah... Hopefully I don't die....