Read Road Trip…Part 1 HERE
This magical little road trip has reached it’s 1/2 way point. Adrian, TX is the traditionally accepted halfway point of Historic Route 66 from Los Angeles to Chicago. It felt surreal and I think this was the first time along the trip that really set in my head that we weren’t headed back to CA after this trip. We were moving. And we were halfway there.
Once we passed that midway point every thing started to feel very different. We were stared at like zoo creatures or aliens in these conservative states. I mean, it’s not like I dress weird or anything – wink wink. When it comes to Texas, I’m a hill country kinda gal. ( Austin is actually the only spot I had been in Texas so please send recommendations this way if you have em! I have family in Texas these days that I owe a good visit ) We are in a place of serious political unrest and conservatives flock to Texas like bees to honey. While the Donald is our president, I have been very reluctant to set foot on Texan dirt. Trump stickers, signs and flags just make me very angry. Those aside, we encountered plenty of friendly good ol boys and gals as we trucked along the lone star state. Texas is very beautiful, calm and serene.
One stop that I had my heart set on for this road trip was Cadillac Ranch, just outside Amarillo. Cadillac Ranch is one of those landmarks that totally represent the weirdness of Route 66. This automotive art was created in the 70s and there are cans of mostly empty spray paint everywhere, meant to allow tourists to make their own mark in history. It’s a pretty big mess but a must-stop photo op and a very interesting contrast to the corn fields which surround the cars. Bruce’s facial hair blowing in the wind was a highlight of that stop to me! hehe
The only other stop on our checklist in north Texas was for BBQ and a cold beer before hitting Oklahoma. Before you go calling the cops, the driver had one Miller Lite and I had 2. And the BBQ really is bigger and better in Texas, though I did enjoy the BBQ we had in St Luis the following day a bit more.
After stuffing ourselves silly, we hopped back in the car with the goal of getting to Oklahoma City, stopping only for gas and to watch the sun set over the peaceful flat land in Oklahoma. Unfortunately we were unable to find any charming dog friendly Airbnb’s so we just crashed at a crappy Comfort Inn- with a delicious free breakfast!- outside of Oklahoma City. There was a bed, there was coffee. It was fine. It was certainly not an interesting experience. We were starting to get antsy to see our new home.
My mom’s side of the family is from Oklahoma so I definitely wanted to see a bit of the state. Route 66 turns off onto cute little highways all throughout the state and we were able to take in the quaint simplicity. Just like our route through Texas, this view was flat with clear skies and that feeling of true peace. Our first stop of the day was at the Blue Whale of Catoosa, which is basically just a big ass blue whale in a pond. There are cute picnic benches all around and the whale is situated in the middle of a small sweet little park. We had lunch from a taco stand and let the little freak of a pup enjoy some fresh air.
Just down the way from the whale lives the Worlds Largest Totem Pole! There it is! 😉 So yeah… there’s Oklahoma.
Missouri. Didn’t know much about it. Still don’t. We passed right through, glancing at the landscape around us from the car. We had our eyes on the prize. That night we were staying in St. Louis and the next afternoon we would be in OUR NEW HOME!
We stayed at another crappy hotel after eating the best BBQ I think I’ve ever had. We checked in, making sure we had a king bed – we were so ready for a good night’s sleep. Well, some little shits were staying there for their baseball tournament and one of the little dudes thought it would be great fun to pull the fire alarm. yay. 3 am fire drill. FUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK. Ugh. With groggy heads, a touch of worry and mega- annoyance on my part we wrangled the dog and stood outside in our jammies for an hour. So that was cool. Still stoked on that BBQ tho.
After an interrupted night’s sleep, the 3 of us had another lovely continental breakfast and got ourselves ready to drive to our new city and meet our new house. We were groggy and more than ready to get there but there was one last stop. And I WAS NOT skipping this one. The Pink Elephant Antique Mall.
Wait. One more stop. Cuz Paul Bunyan holding a hot dog. wtf. And I had to pee. So.
Alright y’all, thanks for joining our lil trip. Route 66 was an amazing glimpse into this weird country of ours. I’d HIGHLY reccomend a jaunt along this crazy little road. While you’re at it, come visit me! House tour coming soooooon!!!!! First we have to fill this place with furniture.