The Great American Road Trip (Part 3)

Got those highway blues; can’t you hear my motor runnin’? Flyin’ down the road with my foot on the floor…Got to keep movin’ or I’ll lose my mind! Oh, rockin’ down the highway!

Tom Johnston

Part three of this amazing journey takes me from a night’s rest in Little Rock, Arkansas to the capital of Oklahoma, where I reenact one of Steve Martin’s most famous scenes in an attempt to stave off boredom from the endless plain.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

The Great American Road Trip (Part 4)

Dude!  How awesome would that be, a Route 66 mug?  Maybe they could put your picture on it since you’re doing the whole ‘epic road trip’ thing!  I could sell it to people and say, ‘Yeah, I know that guy.  I served him his coffee.’

Barista at Starbucks in Amarillo, TX

After a quick break in Oklahoma City to cool off and have lunch (the temperature was at least 100 and the sun was relentless out over the plains which may or may not have contributed to the sudden madness at the end of the last part), I was back on the road.  Western Oklahoma was an orchard of windmill generators lining the crests of any slight knolls that ran the length of I-40.  I never knew the sheer size of these things until I saw them up close, and they are massive.  As another Deep South/California transplant would say, “Wouldja LO’OK at THA-YAT?!?  That’s uhMAYzin’!”

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
Part 4 Part 5 Part 6