And also because I've come to believe that, inside, each of us has a purple motorcycle. I tell you this story because it's the kind of lesson that can be learned only on the road. What seems to be one thing from a distance is very different close up. Gloria Steinem’s My Life on the Road is a joyful collection of memories from decades that Steinem spent traveling to advocate, organize, teach, lecture, raise consciousness, and effect change in the world. Even in the distant cliffs, caves of rescue appear. I've walked there, and I know that, close up, the barren sand reveals layers of pale rose and beige and cream, and the rocks turn out to have intricate womblike openings. This is an edited extract from My Life On The Road, by Gloria Steinem, published by Oneworld, at £14.95. On my own again, I look out at the barren sand and tortured rocks of the Badlands, stretching for miles. I even put 'Ms.' on my license plate-and you should see my grandkids' faces when Grandma rides up on her purple Harley!" He doesn't have to worry about his bike breaking down or getting a heart attach and totaling us both. It was hard, but we finally got to be partners. Then after the kids were grown, I put my foot down.
The seeds were planted: Steinem would spend much of her life on the road, as a journalist, organizer, activist, and speaker.
Every fall, her father would pack the family into the car and they would drive across the country, in search of their next adventure. My Life On The Road Gloria Steinem When people ask me why I still have hope and energy after all these years, I always say: Because I travel. I used to ride behind my husband, and never took the road on my own. Gloria Steinem had an itinerant childhood. "See that purple Harley out there-that big gorgeous one? That's mine. “Before she leaves, my new friend tells me to look out of the big picture window at the parking lot.
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