Life on The Road is Tough.

As I continued reading through the novel, I saw how hard living your life on the road would be. I relate it to camping. I think living on a road such as the one in the novel would be the same as a camping trip with just one other person. There are no other people there to bother you about anything. Life like that would be difficult. You start off with a surplus of food, but you do not know how much you need to save daily so that it reaches the end of the time period in which you will be nomadic.

Food would not be the only stress. You would also have to worry about safety. In the novel, the little boy and his father sleep in deserted places where they think no one will find them. When camping, you must pick a location in which you also know you will not be robbed by humans and by the more common criminals, raccoons and other animals. You would need a way to protect yourself from anything that comes your way.

Aside from these two factors, like in the novel, you must always worry about the other people whom you are with. The father in the book spends many sleepless nights watching for animals and other people who might come around and try to harm them. He many times gave his food to the child so that he could have more. You have to always be sure that the people who are accompanying you are ok.

The book stresses the love the father had for his son. In this time where they had nothing and no one else but each other, they took care of each other and kept each other company. Again I realize that this book is nothing like the poem I mentioned in the previous blog.