Day two started by quickly putting Tucumcari in the rearview mirror as we head northeast, destination Kansas City, Kansas. We left the interstate and by lunch have crossed three state lines following US -54, having bypassed the drive thru Amarillo. (Maybe we will talk about our last visit to Amarillo sometime.) As we drove through the Texas panhandle there was lots to see, like clouds and a couple of antelope off in the distance…
… and cattle at a roadside feed lot.
Then it was on thru Oklahoma, which looked a lot like what we saw in Texas, just no antelope.
We then found ourselves in Kansas, which surprisingly, still looked like we never left Texas. It is no wonder some folks crossing the plains by wagon wondered why they ever left home.
But not us! We aren’t wondering why we left, only where we were going to find lunch.
Why does the road trip capture our imagination? What is it about heading somewhere, anywhere, even if it is someplace random, that seems such a part of our nature? There is just something romantic about traveling the highways and backroads and seeing how Americans live. It is so ingrained in us, I’ll bet you can name three songs off the top of your head that you love that have something to do with being on the road! Anyway, by the end of the day we make it to Kansas City. Why Kansas City and what does that have to do with dreams? More on that next time as we make our way to Rock Island.
My three? Lobo’s Me and You and a Dog Named Boo, John Denver’s Take Me Home Country Roads, and Arlo Guthrie’s City of New Orleans.
Here’s my 3, Life is a highway from the Cars movie, You’re my home by Billy Joel, and Peaceful easy feeling by the Eagles. Now if there are small children on this road trip then there’s only one song that comes to mind… Highway to Hell by AC/DC!
Travel Safe!