One of the reasons I was excited to travel the California coast from San Francisco to Monterey was because we’d pass Salinas. John Steinbeck and Jack Kerouac wrote about Salinas Valley. Steinbeck’s Of Mice and Men was set in Salinas. In 1960, Kerouac published a piece called “The Vanishing American Hobo” in Holiday magazine, which in part said:
I myself was a hobo but only of sorts, as you see, because I knew some day my literary efforts would be rewarded by social protection — I was not a real hobo with no hope ever except that secret eternal hope you get sleeping in empty boxcars flying up the Salinas Valley in hot January sunshine full of Golden Eternity towards San Jose where mean-looking old bo’s ‘ll look at you from surly lips and offer you something to eat and a drink too — down by the tracks or in the Guadaloupe Creek bottom.
Kerouac also wrote about Salinas in Big Sur. Even though it was in Selma, California (called Sabinal in the novel) — the Raisin Capital of the World — that Kerouac wrote about picking crops with “the Mexican girl,” Terry, in On the Road, I imagine it to be very much like Salinas.
The Salinas Valley, which begins south of San Ardo, and runs all the way to Monterey Bay, is known as “the Salad Bowl of the World.” Most of the green salad produce you eat in the US comes from the Salinas Valley. Named during California’s Spanish colonial period, Salinas means a salty lake or marsh. The climate and growing conditions make the valley particularly fertile.
I saw signs promising 7 avocados for $1. Do you know how much I pay for an avocado here in New York City? $2 for a single avocado! I was super excited — “stoked” to use the lingo I picked up while living in Cali (yes, people really talk like that there). However, in keeping with the everything-going-awry theme of the trip, we did not get to make the stop because our bus had broken down earlier on the trip and we were already two hours behind schedule. I took these photos from the window of the bus.