It was a sunny morning when I found myself on the edge of the Pacific Coast Highway, the famous Highway 1. The scent of fresh ocean air hung in the breeze, and the road stretched out before me like a ribbon of endless possibilities. I couldn't help but recall the tales of Jack Kerouac and the beatniks, who once traversed these very roads in pursuit of freedom and adventure. Inspired by their spirit, I set out on a road trip to Big Sur, hoping to recapture a bit of that timeless nostalgia.