The smell of an old cement-paved road in the desert just before dawn when the cement is cold and almost, but not quite damp. Flowering desert sage, aldehydes, grapefruit, Linden blossoms, bergamot, saffron, gray amber, yucca, yuzu, and cool concrete.
“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.” - Jack Kerouac, On the Road
US 66 stretches west from Chicago to Santa Monica, going through the heart of the Great Plains and the gorgeously lonely deserts of the Southwest. This is a perfume for Mother Road, the Patron Goddess of Roadtrip Adventures and Wayward Wanderers.