American Dreamin

It's funny, I've always been proud of the fact that I don't really get homesick. However, recently I've had this twinge of longin for some good ol Americana... basically we went to this Australian-owned bar and I was surrounded by more white people than I've seen for months. So I've been thinking lately about what I want to do once I finish here in Korea, and of course I want to travel more, but also I have this enchanting image of me and the American road.
First of all, I have this very embarrassing dream about Ford pick-up trucks. I know they're gas-guzzlers and in reality I would never own one, but they seem so...poetic. An old, beat-up one, and I would be in overalls and a straw cowboy hat with a volume of Walt Whitman in the passenger seat. Any of these...

I didn't notice my color preference when I was searching for these pictures, ha. So I'm sitting here in Asia, dreaming of my all-American car on an all-American road:

Yes, two of these are from AZ, and one is from Montana. First of all, driving through AZ is breathtakingly gorgeous and one of the big things I miss about it (besides actually hiking those mountains). And also for whatever reason I have a very romantic idea of Montana, although I have driven through it and it wasn't all that great. Somehow in my mind though that open sky and plains as far as the eye can see seem like heaven. And on my radio (I will magically be able to pick what songs are on the radio, bc this is my fantasy after all) is this song:

A southern gal's dream... and not to be realized for another year at least, if at all. But something to drive away the last remnants of a frigid Korean winter!