Jaimie Finann - March 2025

They say all exits look the same, but the real story is in the entrance. From Colorado to Oregon, from Ecuador to the peaks of the Andes, from Bali’s bamboo forests to the rolling hills of Ireland—he set out on countless roads with barely two pennies to his name, navigating the unknown with sheer curiosity. His father’s words, “My way or the highway,” and his mother’s reminder, “Remember who you are and make good choices,” echoed through his travels. Like Jack Kerouac, he sacrificed love and money to chase the road as both a storyteller and a seeker. In the end, The Highway is My Way.