Route 66

Route 66

It’s our third trip across the southern route of the country. In my personal opinion, the parts of Alabama, Tennessee, Mississippi and Arkansas one goes through to merge with Route 66 in Oklahoma City are not the prettiest but are well worth it to hit Route 66. The last two times we went along this path the “we” included Tacoma and I. It was our fearless girl’s adventure. Now we have added two elements to our “we”: Aspen and Jason. Jason is really putting the kabosh on our prior habit of going into abandoned areas for great pictures (did I invite my husband or Dad along on this trip?) but we are having a BLAST! I am taking pictures of a lot of my beloved scenes from years ago. One of the coolest things is that the “Cafe Shell” sign that was “–fe Shell” four years ago is now just “—- Shell.” The wind and elements have taken another two letters out. I didn’t get photo of that; that person that keeps us from calling it a “girl’s trip” didn’t want to turn around near Amarillo.

In all honestly, I am the most annoying travel companion ever with stopping for pictures and “Ooooh-ing” and “Aaaah-ing” over old rotting abandoned things and Jason is a champ. We LOVE road trips. ¬†And as stated above, in the past I probably have not been the safest traveler either (Tacoma and I used to love abandoned walking trails but you know, we were packing heat so we felt pretty unstoppable. I am informed that was dumb). Sometimes I can actually focus the camera while riding past something rather than drive-by pictures at 75mph. This is another reason we are happy to have Jason along on the trip; he drives a lot better than Tacoma does when I am tired. And “twinkle toes” Aspen keeps things pretty interesting as well. And thank goodness for new tires during the monsoon we drove through on the road to Santa Fe!

We are now in Santa Fe and I’ll post about that soon!

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