Domesticating the car: women's road trips.

Women's literature from Jane Austen to Virginia Woolf is

for the greatest part a literature about waiting, and usually waiting for regard with affection
Denied the freedom to roam outside themselves, women
make go rounded inward, into their emotions....

For centuries it was look sterned upon for women to travel
without escort, chaperone, or husband. To journey was to
set one at risk not sole physically but morally.

--Mary Morris

Travel writer Mary Morris, in her annotate about women's literature, appropriately identifies Virginia Woolf as the endpoint of of that kind a tradition. (1) Although a certain number of may contest this sweeping indictment of women's writing as stationary--and there are undoubtedly ...