Route 66

I decided to drive Route 66 the night my kneecap popped off in the bathroom of the lodge at Camp Wesley Woods. Driving home in the wee hours after a trip to the emergency room, staying awake by rolling the windows down to let in the brisk October air, the delirium of the pain, the oldies on the radio...that's when I officially announced, "I'm going to drive Route 66." I am lucky to have three wonderful, adventurous, history geek friends who are ready to hit the road with me.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

Almost there!

We're getting ready to hit the road from Rialto to Santa Monica. I can't believe we're so close! Yesterday was a great drive from Kingman, through the scary steep stretches and down through the desert and then into San Bernardino and Rialto. We'll try to post pictures tonight if there's time. The Rialto Wigwams are beautiful - the guidebooks that say they've been restored are spot on.

Some highlights from yesterday, until we can get the full recap posted:
- The absolutely charming stone Cool Springs Mobil Station
- Traveling along at a racing 12 mph through the steep, windy roads of western Arizona
- Not a higlight: Oatman. We found it rather off-putting and depressing. But the fry bread was good and the burros are cute!
- Seeing the Colorado River. Ann says that we always thought the water in the Raging River at Adventureland always looked fake, but surprisingly, some rivers are that strange blue-green color.
- The shoe tree
- 110 degrees!
- Not a highlight: Roy's Café. Hey buddy, when all our guidebooks say it's open and we should stop, don't look at us like we're mentally deficient when we ask you if it's open!
- The gorgeous mountains into San Bernardino
- A perfect night for an Inland Empire 66ers baseball game
- And the capper of the night, meeting one of my childhood baseball heroes (For those of you who know me well, it's wasn't Orel, but it was a very close second!)

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