Leaving St. Louis, we started to notice that the 'weird black shadow' had followed us. Somewhere in between the Arch and the place we stopped off for $2 sandwiches we realized that we had been holding a fly captive for many-a-mile. I'm gonna be suggestive enough to think that we were holding him captive...but that could be presumptious. So we saw the caverns...fly's still there...then the other caverns...fly's still there...somewhere along the route Ali (in)appropriately named the fly; Mosquito, and it stayed with us for miles. While we were unloading into our ridiculous (aka atrocious) motel room in Oklahoma City, Mosquito decided to separate from us. So the house pet was gone-however, the new house pet followed us into our 'ridiculous' room. It would seem likely that we would give fly 2 a ride like we did Mosquito, but at this point, (just entered Texas; EVERYTHINGS larger) things with wings are NOT ALLOWED IN THE CAR!
Random stops have included the roadside oddity; a 150 foot blue whale that formerly served as a water slide, the Rt 66 roadside x4 Museum, the Bug Ranch, the Cadillac Ranch, and Dot's Mini Museum (she's self-proclaimed Rt 66's biggest fan who has opened her house to the public). These pit-stops define the purpose of travelling Rt 66 and have provided entertainment worth many USD!
1,201 (REAL) mosquito bites later, we have arrived in the next stop, Tucumacari, New Mexico. Route 66 has truly done us right. Middle America has really proved to be a place that few live, many explore, and no one can make any money. The cost-of-living has become so cheap, that I cant understand domestication in any part of this country unless forced. At the same time, the people are so cordial, I smile. I'm so accustomed to low-wage=poor service, it's astounding that low wadge=the friendliest people I've ever dealt with. Gotta love it. And on the route goes...tomorrow hitting Albuquerque
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