Both Sal and Dean set off on the epic
journeys searching for the same thing, the true meaning of happiness, but
unfortunately with every step Sal and Dean take they are met with
disappointment. When Sal finally makes it to Colorado and the group has already
begun to fall apart and his idol, Dean Moriarty, rarely notices or speaks to
Sal. As Sal is leaving Colorado, on his way to San Francisco, he remarks that “In a last minute phone call Dean said
he and Carlo might join me on the cost; I pondered this, and realized I hadn’t
talked to Dean for more than five minutes on the whole time” (I.10.12).
Sal’s
expectations are, quickly and in an anticlimactic fizzle, not met, which
eventually takes a severe toll on Sal’s initial optimism and excitement. As Sal
reaches the end of his first journey across the continental U.S. he realizes “How
disastrous all this was compared to what I’d written him from Paterson,
planning my red line Route 6 across America. Here I was at the end of America -
no more land - and now there was nowhere to go but back. I determined at least
to make my trip a circular one: I decided then and there to go to Hollywood and
back through Texas to see my bayou gang; then the rest be damned.” (I.11.96).
Sal is disappointed by the fact that he has reached the end, with no more land
to head west on, and has not found what he is looking for. But, as with Dean,
Sal believes that as long as they are on the road there is a chance of them
finding what they are looking for.
Through the deration of the entire novel
there is always something frustratingly missing from Sal’s descriptions of the
people around him and of his life in general, as if he can not get an accurate
understanding it. He travels through all of the United States hoping to find
someone who can help him understand it, which is another reason why Sal is
drawn to Dean. After coming back from the West Coast for the first time Sal is
stranded in New York City is left with no other option than walking through the
Lincoln Tunnel to get back to New Jersey. During his journey Sal remarks, “Can
you picture me walking those last miles through the Lincoln Tunnel or over the
Washington Bridge and into New Jersey? It was dusk. Where was Hassel? I dug the
square for Hassel; he wasn’t there, he was in Riker’s Island, behind bars.
Where Dean? Where everybody? Where life? I had my home to go to, my place to
lay my head down and figure the losses and figure the gain that I knew was in
there somewhere too” (I.14.9).
Sal starts to realize how everyone around
him feels as he does, that his perspective is not as unique as he had believe.
During his journey back to New York he claims, “The bus roared on. I was going
home in October. Everybody goes home in October.” (I.14.1).