This is where Steinbeck and his wife have a house by the shore, 30 feet above sea level.
New York City
Steinbeck considers this a center of literature and other arts.
Steinbeck takes his first motel here and the place seems made entirely out of plastic, including the restaurant.
The place reminds the author of an English coastal region, from the climate to the people and architecture.
In Connecticut on his way from Maine, Steinbeck encounters this place where he wants to rent a cabin, and although the neon signs announce that the place is open and has vacancies, nobody comes by all night long.
Steinbeck camps by a lake on private land here where he meets a married man who has no direction but will likely end up in the city because his wife wants to live there.
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