Around the World On the Road with Jack Kerouac & Google Translate

For some perverse reason related to boredom, curiosity, and perhaps some vodka, I decided to see what the first paragraph of Kerouac's On The Road would look like were I to use Google Translate to run it through various languages and then back to English.

Here is the before paragraph:

I first met Dean not long after my wife and I split up. I had just gotten over a serious illness that I won’t bother to talk about, except that it had something to do with the miserably weary split-up and my feeling that everything was dead. With the coming of Dean Moriarty began the part of my life you could call my life on the road. Before that I’d often dreamed of going West to see the country, always vaguely planning and never taking off. Dean is the perfect guy for the road because he actually was born on the road, when his parents were passing through Salt Lake City in 1926, in a jalopy, on their way to Los Angeles. First reports of him came to me through Chad King, who’d shown me a few letters from him written in a New Mexico reform school. I was tremendously interested in the letters because they so naively and sweetly asked Chad to teach him all about Nietzsche and all the wonderful intellectual things that Chad knew. At one point Carlo and I talked about the letters and wondered if we would ever meet the strange Dean Moriarty. This is all far back, when Dean was not the way he is today, when he was a young jailkid shrouded in mystery. Then news came that Dean was out of reform school and was coming to New York for the first time; also there was talk that he had just married a girl called Marylou.

Here's the result after taking the route of English-French-Spanish-Irish-German-Russian-Welsh-Japanese-English.  I have to admit, there was a lot less corruption than I expected after dragging it through a number of significant grammatical, cultural, and syntactic changes. Not too surprisingly, the biggest changes seemed to take place in the Welsh-Japanese-English portion of the trip.

The after paragraph:

I met Dean after sharing immediately wife and me. If I did not have something to do with fatigue and the Big Bang to share their sense of dead all he was never serious illness say. Arrival of Dean Moriarty and you I started some of you can call my life on the road my life. Previously, I frequently always planned, never, taking away big, I had a dream of returning to see the country. His parents in the pileup on the way to Los Angeles, when passing through the Salt Lake City in 1926, he, so was born on the road, making the people is the best on the road. It's the first report came to Chad King that showed few letters written to me in New Mexico area through, me. Me curious to letter, they are cute innocent, so asked Chad to teach all about the great things your Nietzsche and intellectual Chad you knew. Carlo and I letter of story and you have wondered if they meet a strange Dean Moriarty ever at one point. This to me was young shrouded in mystery of jailkid lies in the Dean is not in such a way as today. Then, come make corrections news, the first time I went to New York, he was married to a girl that just is often referred to as Marylou. Discussion!