So we got some of our kicks on Route 66, Tulsa OK through to Amarillo TX. There was an element of seeing "American Graffiti" and "Cars" come alive in the small towns we went through, and a tinkle of the old glint of Neon of years gone past. It was very cool indeed and despite the yearly loss of old landmarks, there is a fight back of sorts going on out there. An amazing modern structure has been built near Arcadia called "Pops" that is going a very brisk trade in dinner food and has a selection of 500+ sodas, enough to appease the pickiest of Americans...
The rolling hills of Eastern Oklahoma gave way to the flat vistas of Texas. The first indication was the tumble weed rolling across the freeway, but the endless horizon dotted with the odd cow, horse or windmill meant that the stifling views we had had the last seven days were gone. Despite the 100+ degrees weather the humidity had dropped as well. Things were looking up going West (young man).
The kids? Well they have gotten into the rhythm of watching endless movies, playing the odd game and not spending too much time killing each other. A result. You can tell when Oliver is fed up and wants to get out of the car, its starts with "I want to go home...". The trouble is that he does not realized that we are homeless!
It struck me eating dinner, that this was probably the first time our kids were not the loudest in the restaurant. All through the south there were children that were seen and not heard, well apart from our two. With a busy music hall atmosphere, for once on the trip we did not have to tell our two to use their "quite" voices.
Its been a couple of long days of driving and the drive up to Albuquerque should be enjoyable and short. Now I just need to find that Route 66 mix again...
States
- Oklahoma
- Texas
Food Count
- Breakfast : French Toast at Eggberts
- Lunch : BLT with Egg Salad at Pops
- Dinner : Hunking slab of cow at the Big Texan
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