I have started the “appetizer” portion of the Route 66 adventure…Tucson to Ohio.
Thursday morning I waved goodbye to our adobe Rancho Mac and hubby Steve in Tucson. In the passenger seat: bestest bud, Bob. We zoomed along Arizona’s freeway east through desert scrub…then New Mexico’s cactus and prairie grass. 9 1/2 hours later we hit the hotel pillows in Big Spring, Texas, and we lost 2 hours with the time change. Too pooped to write.
Friday we repeated the long day/long drive…on to and through Dallas’ infamous “mixmaster” web of freeways, miles and miles of East Texas ranches, some with impressive stretches of fence and elaborate stone gates. The prairie grass grew taller, giving way to scrubby bushes, then big trees of mesquite and pine.
Today in Texarkana, we crossed the Arkansas state line, the only American city with a federal building that sits in two states and has two zip codes.
We rolled into Little Rock at dusk Friday. Who knew Little Rock has a too cool area with great restaurants, shops and atmosphere in a restored riverfront? A revived downtown buzzing with people! We relaxed with a home state beer and trendy, delish food in Dizzy’s Gypsy Bistro. A torrential storm blew through, downing tree limbs–and our downtown hotel’s cable TV and internet–so no blog due to Mother Nature. Falling asleep, I marvel at how much there is to discover and enjoy in our vast and varied USA.