Sadly, I left one game off of the original list.
Thunderbird:
Thunderbird was developed in late 1995, by Brianne Greenwood and Karrie Goebel. Upon seeing a Thunderbird, lightly (because I'm not into pain) slap the other person and say "Thunderbird". This game originated because Brianne and I unabashedly had a crush on the same guy. He drove, you guessed it, a Thunderbird.
But we did make up a new one...
3:
Upon entering Arizona on 15 we noticed an interesting phenomenon...Semis pulling 3 trailers. I bet you can guess what happens next. When you see a semi pulling 3, say, "Three!" This game has yet to take off in states such as Colorado, Nebraska, Iowa and Illinois.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Trip stats:
Total Miles Driven: 4,805.7
Total States: 13-- Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, California, Nevada, Utah, Colorado, Nebraska and Iowa.
Friends we saw along the way: 7 -- Arta, Lynne, Tiffnie, Matt, Aaron, Aunt Marsey and Uncle Rog
Total number of fights: 0--Yep that's right! Zero!!! There were some potentially fightable moments, but we pulled it together.
Most disappointing moment: Not finding the end sign
Best little kid moment: Teeter Tottering in Kansas. Yes, we did.
Worst moment in the trip: Needles, CA ("It's 9:30 at night! If it's this hot, I should at least be getting a tan!")
Best moment: Too many to mention. Although, Kate loved seeing the burros and I liked eating at the pier.
Interesting animals:
- 4 maybe 5 dead Armadillos
- 5 Wild burros
- 3 Coyotes
- those things with horns
- and one unexplained animal that we call the chupacabra
Best Photos of Rt 66:
Total States: 13-- Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, California, Nevada, Utah, Colorado, Nebraska and Iowa.
Friends we saw along the way: 7 -- Arta, Lynne, Tiffnie, Matt, Aaron, Aunt Marsey and Uncle Rog
Total number of fights: 0--Yep that's right! Zero!!! There were some potentially fightable moments, but we pulled it together.
Most disappointing moment: Not finding the end sign
Best little kid moment: Teeter Tottering in Kansas. Yes, we did.
Worst moment in the trip: Needles, CA ("It's 9:30 at night! If it's this hot, I should at least be getting a tan!")
Best moment: Too many to mention. Although, Kate loved seeing the burros and I liked eating at the pier.
Interesting animals:
- 4 maybe 5 dead Armadillos
- 5 Wild burros
- 3 Coyotes
- those things with horns
- and one unexplained animal that we call the chupacabra
Best Photos of Rt 66:
Sweet Home Chicago...
Well, Kate and I have made it home. Safe and sound and almost all rested up. Several years ago, we did New Years Eve in Times Square. Kate came away from that vacation saying, "That was the best vacation I'll never take again." The Cruise of the Mother Road has joined those ranks. It was a great trip. Each day was a new adventure. But after those last three days of driving, I really do love to fly. And it shows.
On Saturday, we left Cedar City, UT and headed toward Colorado. Utah was exceptionally beautiful. I am sad that we didn't get to take in the national parks there. The landscape was always changing. It seemed we would go from desert to mountain in ten miles. We saw a sign that said, "No services for 110 miles". They were not joking. There was nothing but untouched beauty out there.
We were very grateful when we did a googlemaps search (thank you Blackberry!) and found that Grand Junction, CO did in fact have a Chic-fil-a. It was Saturday, so we knew it would be our last time to indulge in the wonder that is Chic-fil-a.
Then, we made the great trek up the Rockies. I will say this about Clark, he does not like the West. He started making a funny noise at the beach. We did have it looked at and they weren't concerned--because of course, he did not make the noise while the guy drove it. Clark worked hard to get through those mountains, so we gave him a rest Denver. And he has not made the noise since.
In Colorado, we made a stop in Central City. Central City is an old mining town. I spent many days in that town as a kid while visiting my dad. So, we made a short detour. We bought a piece of fudge and it was delicious. Then, we headed to Denver where we met up with our Aunt Marianne--or as we more fondly call her, Aunt Marsey--and Uncle Rog. It has just been within the last year that we have been able to reconnect with her. It was so wonderful to see her again...two times in less than a year! That's a record. We didn't stay for long though. We got back on the road to get a few more driving hours in to lessen our drive on Sunday.
Every motel, inn, hotel in North Platte is booked on a Saturday night in North Platte. I called everything my phone would bring up. We finally found a room in Ogalalla. We missed the Wigwam, and that's all I have to say about that experience.
On Sunday, we woke up in a haze just to get on the road again. I don't think we spoke much until we found a Starbucks in North Platte. We pressed on, only stopping every 300 miles. All we could think about was home and that kept us going. Our only adventure on Sunday took place about 150 miles outside of Chicago. We were driving behind an SUV pulling an old '38 Buick. When suddenly the ball came loose and the trailer began to swerve erratically over the road. At one point it nearly flipped the SUV over. Finally the trailer separated from the SUV. It spun through the air, did several rolls before landing in a deep ditch. It looked like a moment on Destroyed in Seconds (the coolest show on the Discovery Channel). Kate and I sat in silence as we watched it unfold. We are very fortunate that we were in the left lane far enough back that nothing hit us. AND no one was behind us when I slammed on the brakes. Amazingly, no one came around the corner until the SUV and Clark were safely on the side of the road. No one was hurt, only the Buick. God has been very good. He's kept us safe from LA driving all the way to runaway Buicks.
Photos
On Saturday, we left Cedar City, UT and headed toward Colorado. Utah was exceptionally beautiful. I am sad that we didn't get to take in the national parks there. The landscape was always changing. It seemed we would go from desert to mountain in ten miles. We saw a sign that said, "No services for 110 miles". They were not joking. There was nothing but untouched beauty out there.
We were very grateful when we did a googlemaps search (thank you Blackberry!) and found that Grand Junction, CO did in fact have a Chic-fil-a. It was Saturday, so we knew it would be our last time to indulge in the wonder that is Chic-fil-a.
Then, we made the great trek up the Rockies. I will say this about Clark, he does not like the West. He started making a funny noise at the beach. We did have it looked at and they weren't concerned--because of course, he did not make the noise while the guy drove it. Clark worked hard to get through those mountains, so we gave him a rest Denver. And he has not made the noise since.
In Colorado, we made a stop in Central City. Central City is an old mining town. I spent many days in that town as a kid while visiting my dad. So, we made a short detour. We bought a piece of fudge and it was delicious. Then, we headed to Denver where we met up with our Aunt Marianne--or as we more fondly call her, Aunt Marsey--and Uncle Rog. It has just been within the last year that we have been able to reconnect with her. It was so wonderful to see her again...two times in less than a year! That's a record. We didn't stay for long though. We got back on the road to get a few more driving hours in to lessen our drive on Sunday.
Every motel, inn, hotel in North Platte is booked on a Saturday night in North Platte. I called everything my phone would bring up. We finally found a room in Ogalalla. We missed the Wigwam, and that's all I have to say about that experience.
On Sunday, we woke up in a haze just to get on the road again. I don't think we spoke much until we found a Starbucks in North Platte. We pressed on, only stopping every 300 miles. All we could think about was home and that kept us going. Our only adventure on Sunday took place about 150 miles outside of Chicago. We were driving behind an SUV pulling an old '38 Buick. When suddenly the ball came loose and the trailer began to swerve erratically over the road. At one point it nearly flipped the SUV over. Finally the trailer separated from the SUV. It spun through the air, did several rolls before landing in a deep ditch. It looked like a moment on Destroyed in Seconds (the coolest show on the Discovery Channel). Kate and I sat in silence as we watched it unfold. We are very fortunate that we were in the left lane far enough back that nothing hit us. AND no one was behind us when I slammed on the brakes. Amazingly, no one came around the corner until the SUV and Clark were safely on the side of the road. No one was hurt, only the Buick. God has been very good. He's kept us safe from LA driving all the way to runaway Buicks.
Photos
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Headed West is now heading east...
We have turned back towards home today. We said goodbye to Wigwam 119 and our new friend, Kumar. We ate In N Out for breakfast (totally true--our first In N Out was for breakfast). We began the long journey home. The desert was hot, so we gave Clark a little rest in Barstow. We spent a little time shopping at the outlet mall. Kate and I split up for about 20 minutes just to have some time apart. Then, it was back to the 15.
We hit a thunderstorm in the desert of Nevada. (Is that supposed to happen--it rained when we were in Needles, CA and all the way through Nevada?!) All those crazy Californians flying passed us at speeds upwards of 95 mph, suddenly didn't know how to drive. In the rain, they were even more erratic and unpredictable. And to top it all off we were on a 6% downgrade. Then, we landed ourselves in Las Vegas for fill up. We drove the strip and that was enough of Vegas for us. After Vegas, all the crazy drivers were off the road and we were free to enjoy the drive. We have been in four states today...CA, NV, AZ and UT. Which brings our total state count to ten. We have found ourselves in Cedar City, UT. There are two things happening in Cedar City this evening. One is the Shakespearean Festival http://www.bard.org/ and, as a double bonus, it is July 24th. July 24th is a state holiday in Utah. Man, we are some lucky chicks!
We hit a thunderstorm in the desert of Nevada. (Is that supposed to happen--it rained when we were in Needles, CA and all the way through Nevada?!) All those crazy Californians flying passed us at speeds upwards of 95 mph, suddenly didn't know how to drive. In the rain, they were even more erratic and unpredictable. And to top it all off we were on a 6% downgrade. Then, we landed ourselves in Las Vegas for fill up. We drove the strip and that was enough of Vegas for us. After Vegas, all the crazy drivers were off the road and we were free to enjoy the drive. We have been in four states today...CA, NV, AZ and UT. Which brings our total state count to ten. We have found ourselves in Cedar City, UT. There are two things happening in Cedar City this evening. One is the Shakespearean Festival http://www.bard.org/ and, as a double bonus, it is July 24th. July 24th is a state holiday in Utah. Man, we are some lucky chicks!
The Soundtrack of California
You won't find the Bobby Troup's song on this list. But here are a few of the California songs we've heard on our journey:
- Beautiful in Los Angeles by Garrison Starr
- California by The Alternate Routes
- California by Rufus Wainwright
- Hollywood by The Alternate Routes
- (More Bounce In) California by Soul Kid #1
- Californication by the Red Hot Chili Peppers
- California Love by 2Pac
- Grey in LA by Loudon Wainright III (Thanks to Matt for the new song that we must itunes!)
- Hotel California by The Eagles (This was my favorite song to hear--It was stuck in my head from when we passed the Hotel California in LA. As we were walking up to Matt's a truck drove by blaring the song for all of North Hollywood).
- Beautiful in Los Angeles by Garrison Starr
- California by The Alternate Routes
- California by Rufus Wainwright
- Hollywood by The Alternate Routes
- (More Bounce In) California by Soul Kid #1
- Californication by the Red Hot Chili Peppers
- California Love by 2Pac
- Grey in LA by Loudon Wainright III (Thanks to Matt for the new song that we must itunes!)
- Hotel California by The Eagles (This was my favorite song to hear--It was stuck in my head from when we passed the Hotel California in LA. As we were walking up to Matt's a truck drove by blaring the song for all of North Hollywood).
Friday, July 24, 2009
Livin' It Up at the Hotel California...
Well...yesterday was day 6 of The Cruise of the Mother Road. It was one adventure after the next.
We slept well and late into the morning at the Wigwam. But we had 77 miles left of Route 66 and we knew that it was going to be a long day on the road in California. So we got on the road about noon. We saw some sights along the way. One being "Bono's Historic Orange". Back in the day, growers would have citrus stands along the journey. Bono's is located just down the way from the Wigwam. It's in excellent condition and quite a sight to see! We also made a stop at the Aztec Hotel. It has a beautiful lobby and Ladies Lounge.
Three hours later--that's right, 77 miles in 3 hours. It was a looooong journey. But we can say we completed it. Route 66 took us through all the classic LA sights. We passed Rodeo Dr, the Hollywood sign, Beverly Hills...And then, we finally arrived. We celebrated with a late lunch/early dinner at the restaurant at the end of the Santa Monica Pier. Unfortunately, the end of the road turned out to be a little anti-climatic. Supposedly, there's a plaque marking the end of the road, but it was elusive to us. Furthermore, the Route 66 souvenirs at the end of the road were lacking. It was a little sad. The long awaited journey and dream had finally come to an end. A great feeling of accomplishment, but slightly melancholy too.
On a funny note, Kate and I have logged a lot of hours together. With no good old fashioned squabbling. We ate our meal in silence out on the pier.
After Santa Monica, we headed to the Valley. We met up with Tiff Jackson in Sherman Oaks for a light dinner. Tiff worked at Trinity while Kate and I were students. She moved out of the Chi-town area quite some time ago. It was refreshing and wonderful to be able to meet up with her while we were in CA! As someone fairly new to the LA area she was able to empathize with our adjustment (or lack thereof) to the LA way of life.
Then, we met up with our friends Matt and Aaron. Matt and Aaron our friends from back home that are making a name for themselves in the entertainment industry. They do some really cool things...so cool, their names are in the credits of shows. Matt also gave us a condensed tour of things we missed...Like the view from Mulholland Drive and the Grauman's Chinese Theater.
We were exhausted when we got back to the Wigwam, but it was well worth it.
Just like our feelings towards New Year's Eve in Times Square, this vacation has been the best vacation we'll never take again. It has been a long journey. It has been fulfilling. And we are ready to head home.
More Photos
We slept well and late into the morning at the Wigwam. But we had 77 miles left of Route 66 and we knew that it was going to be a long day on the road in California. So we got on the road about noon. We saw some sights along the way. One being "Bono's Historic Orange". Back in the day, growers would have citrus stands along the journey. Bono's is located just down the way from the Wigwam. It's in excellent condition and quite a sight to see! We also made a stop at the Aztec Hotel. It has a beautiful lobby and Ladies Lounge.
Three hours later--that's right, 77 miles in 3 hours. It was a looooong journey. But we can say we completed it. Route 66 took us through all the classic LA sights. We passed Rodeo Dr, the Hollywood sign, Beverly Hills...And then, we finally arrived. We celebrated with a late lunch/early dinner at the restaurant at the end of the Santa Monica Pier. Unfortunately, the end of the road turned out to be a little anti-climatic. Supposedly, there's a plaque marking the end of the road, but it was elusive to us. Furthermore, the Route 66 souvenirs at the end of the road were lacking. It was a little sad. The long awaited journey and dream had finally come to an end. A great feeling of accomplishment, but slightly melancholy too.
On a funny note, Kate and I have logged a lot of hours together. With no good old fashioned squabbling. We ate our meal in silence out on the pier.
After Santa Monica, we headed to the Valley. We met up with Tiff Jackson in Sherman Oaks for a light dinner. Tiff worked at Trinity while Kate and I were students. She moved out of the Chi-town area quite some time ago. It was refreshing and wonderful to be able to meet up with her while we were in CA! As someone fairly new to the LA area she was able to empathize with our adjustment (or lack thereof) to the LA way of life.
Then, we met up with our friends Matt and Aaron. Matt and Aaron our friends from back home that are making a name for themselves in the entertainment industry. They do some really cool things...so cool, their names are in the credits of shows. Matt also gave us a condensed tour of things we missed...Like the view from Mulholland Drive and the Grauman's Chinese Theater.
We were exhausted when we got back to the Wigwam, but it was well worth it.
Just like our feelings towards New Year's Eve in Times Square, this vacation has been the best vacation we'll never take again. It has been a long journey. It has been fulfilling. And we are ready to head home.
More Photos
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Coming Clean...
Today feels like the longest day. We woke up at 5 am this morning. We slept in Needles, CA. Needles is one of the hottest places in America. And we wanted to get through the desert before the heat became unbearable. So, we were on the road by 7.
Here's what I have to say about the desert...it's boring. It's boring, lonely and desolate. The sky blends into the mountains and it's nothingness for a long time. I love the Midwest, but my love grew deeper as we watched the same scenery go by for miles and miles.
And then, we came down the mountain. The scenery soon changed into the backdrop for the set of 24. We got off of 15 and followed 66 right to the Wigwam Motel. That's right, we're sleeping in a Wigwam. Don't worry. It's a safe structure. It comes complete with two double beds, a tv, a fully functional bathroom and even a table and chairs. When we checked in, we made friends with the guy at the front desk, Kumar. (Yes, just like Harold and Kumar). He is very friendly and even showed us the Wigwam behind the office. It has a second floor. Originally, all of the Wigwams had a second floor. You got to the second floor up a very narrow spiral staircase. The second floor was small, but very warm. It was easy to see why they closed them off. Checking into the Wigwam we realized what a gem of a motel we found. We decided to go ahead and reserve it for two nights.Then, Kumar gave us directions (without tolls) to get to Laguna. And we were off.
We picked up Lynne in Newport Beach. I met Lynne VandenBranden in 2004 when I began volunteering with the high school youth group. She was a spunky Junior in high school at the time. Some of my greatest youth group memories take place with Lynne (and of course Jill). She has been attending Westmont in Santa Barbara. I am so glad that we were able to spend the day together. It is always such an honor when a former student becomes a friend. I love ya, Lynne!
Anyway...We picked up Lynne and headed south on Pacific Coast Highway. We had the windows rolled down, the ocean breeze blowing through, and we were listening to The Hills playlist. It was a perfect moment as we rolled into Laguna Beach. We ate at a light lunch and headed to the beach. It was spectacular. I really do love the beach. And then, to top off the afternoon, we grabbed some frozen yogurt at The Golden Spoon (or Go Spo Fro Yo). And for all of you who were wondering, we saw many locations from Laguna Beach. It was awesome.
We dropped Lynne off in Irvine, and headed back to the Wigwam. Where we dined on Chick-fil-a. Oh, how we love Chick-fil-a. We have been waiting for the 8pc piece meal, Chick-fil-a sauce and Lemonade. Absolutely delicious.
To cool off we took a little dip in the pool. And while hanging out at the pool, we met Toby. She has done Route 66 about ten times. She actually worked on the first edition of a book I purchased several years ago in the hopes this trip would become a reality. It was really great talking with her. She told us "untold" stories of some of the places on the long way. What another interesting person we have met along the way.
Then, we snuggled into our Wigwam. And it was a great night of sleep. Have you slept in a Wigwam lately?
Day Five Photos
Here's what I have to say about the desert...it's boring. It's boring, lonely and desolate. The sky blends into the mountains and it's nothingness for a long time. I love the Midwest, but my love grew deeper as we watched the same scenery go by for miles and miles.
And then, we came down the mountain. The scenery soon changed into the backdrop for the set of 24. We got off of 15 and followed 66 right to the Wigwam Motel. That's right, we're sleeping in a Wigwam. Don't worry. It's a safe structure. It comes complete with two double beds, a tv, a fully functional bathroom and even a table and chairs. When we checked in, we made friends with the guy at the front desk, Kumar. (Yes, just like Harold and Kumar). He is very friendly and even showed us the Wigwam behind the office. It has a second floor. Originally, all of the Wigwams had a second floor. You got to the second floor up a very narrow spiral staircase. The second floor was small, but very warm. It was easy to see why they closed them off. Checking into the Wigwam we realized what a gem of a motel we found. We decided to go ahead and reserve it for two nights.Then, Kumar gave us directions (without tolls) to get to Laguna. And we were off.
We picked up Lynne in Newport Beach. I met Lynne VandenBranden in 2004 when I began volunteering with the high school youth group. She was a spunky Junior in high school at the time. Some of my greatest youth group memories take place with Lynne (and of course Jill). She has been attending Westmont in Santa Barbara. I am so glad that we were able to spend the day together. It is always such an honor when a former student becomes a friend. I love ya, Lynne!
Anyway...We picked up Lynne and headed south on Pacific Coast Highway. We had the windows rolled down, the ocean breeze blowing through, and we were listening to The Hills playlist. It was a perfect moment as we rolled into Laguna Beach. We ate at a light lunch and headed to the beach. It was spectacular. I really do love the beach. And then, to top off the afternoon, we grabbed some frozen yogurt at The Golden Spoon (or Go Spo Fro Yo). And for all of you who were wondering, we saw many locations from Laguna Beach. It was awesome.
We dropped Lynne off in Irvine, and headed back to the Wigwam. Where we dined on Chick-fil-a. Oh, how we love Chick-fil-a. We have been waiting for the 8pc piece meal, Chick-fil-a sauce and Lemonade. Absolutely delicious.
To cool off we took a little dip in the pool. And while hanging out at the pool, we met Toby. She has done Route 66 about ten times. She actually worked on the first edition of a book I purchased several years ago in the hopes this trip would become a reality. It was really great talking with her. She told us "untold" stories of some of the places on the long way. What another interesting person we have met along the way.
Then, we snuggled into our Wigwam. And it was a great night of sleep. Have you slept in a Wigwam lately?
Day Five Photos
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
In the Words of Kate...
The following was written by Kate about 12 hours ago, while driving through Arizona. She is already asleep...
We all know that you’re dying to know my thoughts about this trip. Well, I’m not going to keep you waiting anymore. Karrie’s had the reigns of the blog long enough. Well, that and I have some time to write. Most of the time, we have gotten to our destinations so late that I quickly fall asleep.
First, I would like to help answer the question you’ve all been asking, “How are two sisters traveling such a far distance without bickering all the way there?”. It has to happen right? Wrong. You need to understand that Karrie and I have been sisters for a very long time. We got most of our fights out of the way in our younger days. Karrie had it especially rough when I was going through a biting phase. Thankfully, I’m past that now. I’m not opposed to pulling hair, however. At many points throughout our journey, when we’re sitting quietly in the car or when one or both of us is singing loudly to the song that is playing, I realize just how much I love spending time with my sister. There is no one else with which I would make this journey.
Secondly, being on this trip for me feels a bit surreal. Twelve years of anticipation and thinking that it wouldn’t actually happen make this a little unbelievable. I can’t remember when it was but some time earlier this year or at the end of last year Karrie reminded me of our plans long ago to take Route 66. We figured now would be the best time. We have jobs that pay us a steady income, a car that is under warranty, a AAA membership and we’re in a recession. What better time to go?
Often times along our way I think of those Americans that drove this rode early on in its history. What must it have been like for those searching for something better? The desolate wastelands of New Mexico and Arizona, where there is nothing and no one for miles on end or the desert in California. Did some give up or did they just have to keep going? What did they do if they needed something along the way? One of my favorite aspects of the road is that it goes from Chicago to Los Angeles. I like that it is sort of an insult to New York. Americans were apparently over the hype of the “city that never sleeps”. They wanted a comfortable bed in which to sleep that held lots of promise. This is just my opinion and apparently my opinion doesn’t like New York (sorry Gary). I’ve enjoyed visiting small towns along the way and chatting with the locals. I’ve felt like the city girl often and have tried to avoid wearing my Lauren Conrad sunglasses in order to not stick out o so much. I knew when we walked into the Bell Restaurant that the atmosphere might not have been what I’m used to but that the food would be delicious. I don’t think I’ve had biscuits and gravy or bacon that has tasted so good. I’ve also enjoyed the many different landscapes that are across America. To quote a Swiss man we met on our journey, “We love the U.S.A.” It’s interesting to see how creative God was when he made the earth and who He put in it.
I may possibly have more thoughts for you later, especially after we make our trek through the desert and reach California. I can’t wait for our side trip to Laguna Beach, CA so that I can revel behind my Lauren Conrad shades.
We all know that you’re dying to know my thoughts about this trip. Well, I’m not going to keep you waiting anymore. Karrie’s had the reigns of the blog long enough. Well, that and I have some time to write. Most of the time, we have gotten to our destinations so late that I quickly fall asleep.
First, I would like to help answer the question you’ve all been asking, “How are two sisters traveling such a far distance without bickering all the way there?”. It has to happen right? Wrong. You need to understand that Karrie and I have been sisters for a very long time. We got most of our fights out of the way in our younger days. Karrie had it especially rough when I was going through a biting phase. Thankfully, I’m past that now. I’m not opposed to pulling hair, however. At many points throughout our journey, when we’re sitting quietly in the car or when one or both of us is singing loudly to the song that is playing, I realize just how much I love spending time with my sister. There is no one else with which I would make this journey.
Secondly, being on this trip for me feels a bit surreal. Twelve years of anticipation and thinking that it wouldn’t actually happen make this a little unbelievable. I can’t remember when it was but some time earlier this year or at the end of last year Karrie reminded me of our plans long ago to take Route 66. We figured now would be the best time. We have jobs that pay us a steady income, a car that is under warranty, a AAA membership and we’re in a recession. What better time to go?
Often times along our way I think of those Americans that drove this rode early on in its history. What must it have been like for those searching for something better? The desolate wastelands of New Mexico and Arizona, where there is nothing and no one for miles on end or the desert in California. Did some give up or did they just have to keep going? What did they do if they needed something along the way? One of my favorite aspects of the road is that it goes from Chicago to Los Angeles. I like that it is sort of an insult to New York. Americans were apparently over the hype of the “city that never sleeps”. They wanted a comfortable bed in which to sleep that held lots of promise. This is just my opinion and apparently my opinion doesn’t like New York (sorry Gary). I’ve enjoyed visiting small towns along the way and chatting with the locals. I’ve felt like the city girl often and have tried to avoid wearing my Lauren Conrad sunglasses in order to not stick out o so much. I knew when we walked into the Bell Restaurant that the atmosphere might not have been what I’m used to but that the food would be delicious. I don’t think I’ve had biscuits and gravy or bacon that has tasted so good. I’ve also enjoyed the many different landscapes that are across America. To quote a Swiss man we met on our journey, “We love the U.S.A.” It’s interesting to see how creative God was when he made the earth and who He put in it.
I may possibly have more thoughts for you later, especially after we make our trek through the desert and reach California. I can’t wait for our side trip to Laguna Beach, CA so that I can revel behind my Lauren Conrad shades.
I'm An Old Cow Hand...
Day Four was incredible. It began with blueberry waffles at Grandma's. And they day just got better from there.
We saw many crazy roadside attractions. Rabbits and dinosaurs and tepees -- we saw it all. We ate lunch at the El Rancho Hotel. Located in Gallop, NM this hotel was a treasure in the desert. Many old Hollywood actors stayed at this hotel--and now many rooms are named after them. Jimmy Stewart, John Wayne, Rita Hayworth and Ronald Reagan are all rooms you can stay in. The restaurant was a festive eatery. Kate had The Plain Jane (grilled cheese). I dined on the Katherine Hepburn (BLT).
The rest of the afternoon was spent cruising the greatest stretch of the Mother Road. We saw a lot of "old road". And as we headed west, we drove through a thunderstorm which provided the most amazing rainbows I've ever seen. It was truly beautiful and amazing.
During our drive, Kate and I discussed making a reservation at the Oatman Hotel. This hotel sounded exciting. Clark Gable and Carole Lombard stayed there after they got married in Kingman. We decided that we would risk it, and hope there was a vacancy. This was a mistake. After leaving Kingman, Kate took over the driving reigns. We headed up the Oatman Highway. This is a very treacherous stretch of land. Full of twists and turns. And although I watched the videos, nothing prepared us for what Clark had to journey. It was precarious. Kate did an amazing job winding around hairpin turns. She went over the Sitgreaves Pass. Wild Burro count along the way: 5. That's right. Burros just hanging out on the road. One was so close to Kate's open window, he could have stuck his head right in. We made it over the pass and started down the mountain to Oatman. Oatman looked pretty exciting if it was in the daylight. However, it was dark when we got there. And so was the Oatman Hotel.
And this began the frustrating part of the evening. We wound up in Needles, CA at a Best Western. And for dinner we had Taco Bell. Tomorrow we will stay the night at the WigWam Hotel in Rialto, CA. So, hopefully that will make up for it. We are also (hopefully) going to meet up with my dear friend Lynne VandenBranden in Laguna Beach.
Day Four Photos
We saw many crazy roadside attractions. Rabbits and dinosaurs and tepees -- we saw it all. We ate lunch at the El Rancho Hotel. Located in Gallop, NM this hotel was a treasure in the desert. Many old Hollywood actors stayed at this hotel--and now many rooms are named after them. Jimmy Stewart, John Wayne, Rita Hayworth and Ronald Reagan are all rooms you can stay in. The restaurant was a festive eatery. Kate had The Plain Jane (grilled cheese). I dined on the Katherine Hepburn (BLT).
The rest of the afternoon was spent cruising the greatest stretch of the Mother Road. We saw a lot of "old road". And as we headed west, we drove through a thunderstorm which provided the most amazing rainbows I've ever seen. It was truly beautiful and amazing.
During our drive, Kate and I discussed making a reservation at the Oatman Hotel. This hotel sounded exciting. Clark Gable and Carole Lombard stayed there after they got married in Kingman. We decided that we would risk it, and hope there was a vacancy. This was a mistake. After leaving Kingman, Kate took over the driving reigns. We headed up the Oatman Highway. This is a very treacherous stretch of land. Full of twists and turns. And although I watched the videos, nothing prepared us for what Clark had to journey. It was precarious. Kate did an amazing job winding around hairpin turns. She went over the Sitgreaves Pass. Wild Burro count along the way: 5. That's right. Burros just hanging out on the road. One was so close to Kate's open window, he could have stuck his head right in. We made it over the pass and started down the mountain to Oatman. Oatman looked pretty exciting if it was in the daylight. However, it was dark when we got there. And so was the Oatman Hotel.
And this began the frustrating part of the evening. We wound up in Needles, CA at a Best Western. And for dinner we had Taco Bell. Tomorrow we will stay the night at the WigWam Hotel in Rialto, CA. So, hopefully that will make up for it. We are also (hopefully) going to meet up with my dear friend Lynne VandenBranden in Laguna Beach.
Day Four Photos
Games We Play
The following are games we play. Although, to be honest, we don’t keep track of points.
Zit:
Dating back to the grand days of our childhood, we play Zit. How to play: When you see a horse, say “Zit”. Double points if the horse is all white. Optional Game Rule: Zap. A zap is a cow. If a zap is found on the same side as your zit, your zit has been zapped. You lose a point for each zap. (This game was obviously developed by our Grandpa. There are always more zaps than zits.)
PST:
Although these trucks seem to have disappeared, it is a game we our playing in our hearts. Long ago, there were semi-trucks that had the letters “PST” on the trailer. When spotted, promptly say “PST!”
I Love Everybody We’re In …:
Verbal affirmation is very important in the Goebel family…well, only when entering a new state. Upon crossing a state line, it is important to be the first person to say, “I love everybody when we’re in _______”. This can also apply on holidays, “I love everybody on the fourth of July” etc.
Bingo:
In early 2003, “Bingo” was introduced to the Goebel sisters. This game originates from the cousins. When you see a yellow vehicle, say “Bingo!”.
Corolla:
Dating back to early 2009, we developed the game “Corolla”. This game was developed with The Cruise of the Mother Road in mind. I don’t know if you ever noticed, but many Toyota Corollas are missing a hubcap. Usually, a Corolla is missing more than one. We know this because of our real life experiences with our former Corolla, Emma Rose, and Minder Wilkerson’s former Corolla, Bella Corolli. Upon seeing a car missing a hubcap, one must say “Co-roll-a”. “Corolla” should be sung to the tune “by Mennen” or the other well known nouns with the same tune, “Costanza” or “Samara”. Each hubcap is worth one point. It is double points if the missing hubcap offender is a Corolla.
Zitch Dog:
“Zitch Dog” is the newest game to join the gaming ranks of the Goebel Games. This game was taken from a Season Two “How I Met Your Mother” episode. Marshall and Ted became best friends, when they roadtripped home for Thanksgiving. That episode is pretty lengen…what for it…dary. When you see a dog, yell “Zitch Dog”. You would be amazed at how many dogs we’ve actually seen along the way.
Zit:
Dating back to the grand days of our childhood, we play Zit. How to play: When you see a horse, say “Zit”. Double points if the horse is all white. Optional Game Rule: Zap. A zap is a cow. If a zap is found on the same side as your zit, your zit has been zapped. You lose a point for each zap. (This game was obviously developed by our Grandpa. There are always more zaps than zits.)
PST:
Although these trucks seem to have disappeared, it is a game we our playing in our hearts. Long ago, there were semi-trucks that had the letters “PST” on the trailer. When spotted, promptly say “PST!”
I Love Everybody We’re In …:
Verbal affirmation is very important in the Goebel family…well, only when entering a new state. Upon crossing a state line, it is important to be the first person to say, “I love everybody when we’re in _______”. This can also apply on holidays, “I love everybody on the fourth of July” etc.
Bingo:
In early 2003, “Bingo” was introduced to the Goebel sisters. This game originates from the cousins. When you see a yellow vehicle, say “Bingo!”.
Corolla:
Dating back to early 2009, we developed the game “Corolla”. This game was developed with The Cruise of the Mother Road in mind. I don’t know if you ever noticed, but many Toyota Corollas are missing a hubcap. Usually, a Corolla is missing more than one. We know this because of our real life experiences with our former Corolla, Emma Rose, and Minder Wilkerson’s former Corolla, Bella Corolli. Upon seeing a car missing a hubcap, one must say “Co-roll-a”. “Corolla” should be sung to the tune “by Mennen” or the other well known nouns with the same tune, “Costanza” or “Samara”. Each hubcap is worth one point. It is double points if the missing hubcap offender is a Corolla.
Zitch Dog:
“Zitch Dog” is the newest game to join the gaming ranks of the Goebel Games. This game was taken from a Season Two “How I Met Your Mother” episode. Marshall and Ted became best friends, when they roadtripped home for Thanksgiving. That episode is pretty lengen…what for it…dary. When you see a dog, yell “Zitch Dog”. You would be amazed at how many dogs we’ve actually seen along the way.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
We needed Wide Open Spaces
Due to the intense driving on day two, we slept in on Day Three. Around 8:30 we rolled out of bed and made our way to the Big Texan Restaurant. I am slightly disappointed that we did not see this restaurant during the dinner hour. It looks like it would be a good time. We were greeted with a chipper “Howdy”. And we promptly complimented the young gun on his bolo and ranger badge. He was not amused. The Big Texan lives up to its name. The room, the food—everything is bigger in Texas. Our favorite Big Texan employee is hands down Jesse, the omelet maker. He thought we were pretty funny, and pretty pretty.
After breakfast we went and lounged by the Texas shaped pool. Then, we were off on our day. We made a stop at the Cadillac Ranch. There are ten Cadillacs nose down into the ground. It smells horribly of cow, but it’s well worth the intriguing roadside attraction. You can sign your name to the random cars with spray paint. Kate wrote “K8”. And I represented the Chi with “Go Cubs Go”.
We took a nice stroll through Vega, TX and said hello in the local True Value. Which, incidentally, is the oldest hardware store on the route. We wound up in Adrian, TX around 1:00 and enjoyed a piece of pie at the MidPoint Café. It is the halfway mark of the trip. Chicago and Santa Monica are both exactly 1139 miles away from this town. The pie was delicious and for all who wonder…pecan and their signature Chocolate Chip Pie.
After Adrian, we made a couple stops here and there to take some pictures on the towns along the way. We didn’t take the Old Route up to Santa Fe, because we wanted to get to Albuquerque and see Grandma. Tonight we’re staying with our “adopted” grandma, Arta Anderson. She took us to a fine diner on Route 66 in Old Town Albuquerque. Kate and I both enjoyed the Rt 66 burger which included bacon, cheese and green chilies. This green chili on a hamburger is a brilliant idea. After dinner, we’ve just enjoyed the rest of the evening swinging on the back porch with Grandma watching lightning light up the night sky. It’s been wonderful.
Total Day 3 Miles: 314.7
Day Three Photos
After breakfast we went and lounged by the Texas shaped pool. Then, we were off on our day. We made a stop at the Cadillac Ranch. There are ten Cadillacs nose down into the ground. It smells horribly of cow, but it’s well worth the intriguing roadside attraction. You can sign your name to the random cars with spray paint. Kate wrote “K8”. And I represented the Chi with “Go Cubs Go”.
We took a nice stroll through Vega, TX and said hello in the local True Value. Which, incidentally, is the oldest hardware store on the route. We wound up in Adrian, TX around 1:00 and enjoyed a piece of pie at the MidPoint Café. It is the halfway mark of the trip. Chicago and Santa Monica are both exactly 1139 miles away from this town. The pie was delicious and for all who wonder…pecan and their signature Chocolate Chip Pie.
After Adrian, we made a couple stops here and there to take some pictures on the towns along the way. We didn’t take the Old Route up to Santa Fe, because we wanted to get to Albuquerque and see Grandma. Tonight we’re staying with our “adopted” grandma, Arta Anderson. She took us to a fine diner on Route 66 in Old Town Albuquerque. Kate and I both enjoyed the Rt 66 burger which included bacon, cheese and green chilies. This green chili on a hamburger is a brilliant idea. After dinner, we’ve just enjoyed the rest of the evening swinging on the back porch with Grandma watching lightning light up the night sky. It’s been wonderful.
Total Day 3 Miles: 314.7
Day Three Photos
Quotes thus Far
“You won’t leave hungry. And if you do, it’s your own fault.” – Waitress at Bell Restaurant, Lebanon MO
“Those things have horns” – Kate (Please imagine inflection as only Kate can do)
“Don’t get me started, I like chicks” – Jesse, Omelet Maker, Amarillo TX
“9,000 acres and she wants to take a picture where you’re standing” – Random man, Cadillac Ranch
“Those things have horns” – Kate (Please imagine inflection as only Kate can do)
“Don’t get me started, I like chicks” – Jesse, Omelet Maker, Amarillo TX
“9,000 acres and she wants to take a picture where you’re standing” – Random man, Cadillac Ranch
Facts from Day Two:
Total Miles on Day Two: 660
We didn't go to church on Sunday morning. But Mom, you will be happy to know that the farmers in MO are very concerned about the spiritual well-being of America. There were many fields filled with Bible verses. And we enjoyed the following playlist:
Any Given Sunday:
- Everybody Wants to Go to Heaven- David Crowder Band
- Come and Listen – David Crowder Band
- I Will Sing – JJ Aberhasky
- Emmanuel –Oak From Ash
- Sing Alleluia – Jennifer Knapp and Mac Powell
- I Worship – Oak From Ash
- Beautiful – Shawn MacDonald
- I will Not Take My Love Away – Matt Wertz
- Be Glorified – Oak From Ash
- If You Want Me to – Ginny Owens
- I want To Be Ready – Shawn McDonald
- Only You – David Crowder Band
- When Nothing Satisfies You – Jennifer Knapp
- All We Ever Needed – Rush of Fools
- Say Won’t You Say – Jennifer Knapp
- Trust and Obey – Laura Kleinschmidt
- Reason – Shawn McDonald
- Into You – Jennifer Knapp
- Here is Our King – David Crowder
We didn't go to church on Sunday morning. But Mom, you will be happy to know that the farmers in MO are very concerned about the spiritual well-being of America. There were many fields filled with Bible verses. And we enjoyed the following playlist:
Any Given Sunday:
- Everybody Wants to Go to Heaven- David Crowder Band
- Come and Listen – David Crowder Band
- I Will Sing – JJ Aberhasky
- Emmanuel –Oak From Ash
- Sing Alleluia – Jennifer Knapp and Mac Powell
- I Worship – Oak From Ash
- Beautiful – Shawn MacDonald
- I will Not Take My Love Away – Matt Wertz
- Be Glorified – Oak From Ash
- If You Want Me to – Ginny Owens
- I want To Be Ready – Shawn McDonald
- Only You – David Crowder Band
- When Nothing Satisfies You – Jennifer Knapp
- All We Ever Needed – Rush of Fools
- Say Won’t You Say – Jennifer Knapp
- Trust and Obey – Laura Kleinschmidt
- Reason – Shawn McDonald
- Into You – Jennifer Knapp
- Here is Our King – David Crowder
Monday, July 20, 2009
Living the Dream
Kate and I woke up this morning to a beautiful day in Missouri. It was absolutely perfect.
Our first order of business was to meet Ramona. Ramona and her husband, Bob, run the Munger Moss. She was very friendly. She told us all about this photographer that was staying at the motel. He took pictures of famous events in the 60's. For breakfast, she recommended the Bell Restaurant. "They have the best biscuits and gravy."
She wasn't kidding. They were just like Granny used to make.
The Bell Restaurant was the most authentic Route 66 experience. It was almost surreal. The haze of smoke hit us as we were walking up to the door. A local greeted us, "Hello, goils". The word "girls" was actually drawn out into two syllables and actually sounded like he said, "Hello Goebels". As we entered about five men at the counter swiveled simultaneously to look at the "city gals" that just entered the Bell. Two of these things were not like the others, and we were the winners. We were like ponies in with the cattle (we saw that today--there is no other hidden metaphor there). We were told that we could sit anywhere. So we went to the back of the restaurant to the "no smoking" section. "No smoking" is in quotes because that is a term used loosely in the Bell. The view from our table included a look out onto the swimming pool --equipped with its very own frog-- and a lovely picture of the mountains. Zoella was our waitress. Now, despite it's slightly rocky beginning the true Belle of the Bell Restaurant is Zoella. She had a smile on her face the whole time. She was friendly and...well, I'm just going to admit it. I kinda wanted feathered bangs and a banana clip. She made it look that good. She kept our coffee topped and recommended that bacon. The bacon was delicious. And as you can see from the pictures, they were not skimpy with the gravy.
The rest of the day was filled with many stops and much of the "free road".
Clark even got to drive on the "Sidewalk Highway". In 1926, Okalahoma did not have enough money to build a full sized road. Instead, the earliest stretches of paved Route 66 is a one lane highway. This was very exciting for Clark the Car.
Furthermore, I would like to take this moment to thank Blackberry and its Google maps application. Without our fancy little phones, we most definitely would still be roaming around Missouri. And we most assuredly would have had an unpleasant exchange of words. Thank you Blackberry for keeping the peace and keeping us found.
Needless to say, it has been an exciting day. I am weary and sadly left my Points of Interest notebook in the car.
The winds are sweeping across the plains here in Amarillo. (I know, we're in Texas, but there is quite a storm going on out there). We are at rest here at the Big Texan hotel. There is a restaurant-home of the free 72 oz steak-, horse motel, people motel and a pool the shape of Texas...a grand adventure to be had tomorrow.
Check out more Day Two photos here.
Our first order of business was to meet Ramona. Ramona and her husband, Bob, run the Munger Moss. She was very friendly. She told us all about this photographer that was staying at the motel. He took pictures of famous events in the 60's. For breakfast, she recommended the Bell Restaurant. "They have the best biscuits and gravy."
She wasn't kidding. They were just like Granny used to make.
The Bell Restaurant was the most authentic Route 66 experience. It was almost surreal. The haze of smoke hit us as we were walking up to the door. A local greeted us, "Hello, goils". The word "girls" was actually drawn out into two syllables and actually sounded like he said, "Hello Goebels". As we entered about five men at the counter swiveled simultaneously to look at the "city gals" that just entered the Bell. Two of these things were not like the others, and we were the winners. We were like ponies in with the cattle (we saw that today--there is no other hidden metaphor there). We were told that we could sit anywhere. So we went to the back of the restaurant to the "no smoking" section. "No smoking" is in quotes because that is a term used loosely in the Bell. The view from our table included a look out onto the swimming pool --equipped with its very own frog-- and a lovely picture of the mountains. Zoella was our waitress. Now, despite it's slightly rocky beginning the true Belle of the Bell Restaurant is Zoella. She had a smile on her face the whole time. She was friendly and...well, I'm just going to admit it. I kinda wanted feathered bangs and a banana clip. She made it look that good. She kept our coffee topped and recommended that bacon. The bacon was delicious. And as you can see from the pictures, they were not skimpy with the gravy.
The rest of the day was filled with many stops and much of the "free road".
Clark even got to drive on the "Sidewalk Highway". In 1926, Okalahoma did not have enough money to build a full sized road. Instead, the earliest stretches of paved Route 66 is a one lane highway. This was very exciting for Clark the Car.
Furthermore, I would like to take this moment to thank Blackberry and its Google maps application. Without our fancy little phones, we most definitely would still be roaming around Missouri. And we most assuredly would have had an unpleasant exchange of words. Thank you Blackberry for keeping the peace and keeping us found.
Needless to say, it has been an exciting day. I am weary and sadly left my Points of Interest notebook in the car.
The winds are sweeping across the plains here in Amarillo. (I know, we're in Texas, but there is quite a storm going on out there). We are at rest here at the Big Texan hotel. There is a restaurant-home of the free 72 oz steak-, horse motel, people motel and a pool the shape of Texas...a grand adventure to be had tomorrow.
Check out more Day Two photos here.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
The Cruise of the Mother Road Day One
We are weary road warriors. But we are glad to be nestled into our room at the Munger Moss Motel. The Munger Moss Motel has turned out to be a gem. And that gem is Ramona. We haven't met her officially yet. But she is looking forward to meeting us in the morning. When you call and tell her that you will be late, she will call you "dear" no less than 6 times. The Munger Moss Motel itself is an iconic Route 66 motel. Right down to the pink and black tiled bathroom. Look for pictures tomorrow.
Points of Interests today:
- A man playing the harmonica while we waited in line at Lou's.
- A bum singing a song on a Chicago street corner...with a sign that read, "Why lie, it's for beer"
- "California or Bust" car in Joliet
- The Gemini Giant in Wilmington
- Gardner, IL with its two cell jail. A cell for each of us...but no one to take a picture.
- Drinking Coke out of a glass bottle in Atlanta. The Palms Diner is fantastic. It was great to have mom and Marsha drive out and have lunch with us.
- Many cool signs along the way in IL and MO.
- If you get in late and need ice, the bowling alley will give you two cups of it. As long as you ask nicely.
Not so Cool Points of Interests:
- The lack of proper Route 66 labeling in MO.
Most popular played song on the radio:
- The Climb by Miley Cyrus (I already despise this song)
Total Miles today:
522
Points of Interests today:
- A man playing the harmonica while we waited in line at Lou's.
- A bum singing a song on a Chicago street corner...with a sign that read, "Why lie, it's for beer"
- "California or Bust" car in Joliet
- The Gemini Giant in Wilmington
- Gardner, IL with its two cell jail. A cell for each of us...but no one to take a picture.
- Drinking Coke out of a glass bottle in Atlanta. The Palms Diner is fantastic. It was great to have mom and Marsha drive out and have lunch with us.
- Many cool signs along the way in IL and MO.
- If you get in late and need ice, the bowling alley will give you two cups of it. As long as you ask nicely.
Not so Cool Points of Interests:
- The lack of proper Route 66 labeling in MO.
Most popular played song on the radio:
- The Climb by Miley Cyrus (I already despise this song)
Total Miles today:
522
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