I get really excited when I see anything related to Route 66. Like a lot of people, I’m captivated by the idea of it: the spontaneity, the adventure, the discovery. The truth is, I probably would have hated it: the clogged streets, the crowds, touristy souvenir shops, the roasting summer heat. When I see photos of Route 66 in its heyday, each lane of traffic as long as a freight train, all I can think about is trying to make a left turn out of a gas station.
Ironically, I drove five hours straight through to visit the Route 66 Museum in Clinton, Oklahoma. It was the only Point of Interest on the atlas to capture my attention that day. The museum came at a good time on my trip; I’ve been traveling too far too fast. It was a good reminder to slow down and savor my time.
When it comes to Route 66, I don’t think there’s anything special about that particular asphalt- it’s the style of travel that’s appealing: pick a road to drive on, and stop at whatever catches your eye along the way. Be present. Wholly experience the journey. The good news is that the spirit of 66 can be replicated on any road, in any town- even in your own neighborhood.
Photo: Roman Nose State Park, OK