We weren't really sorry to leave Tulsa. We had not found a heart to it or even a corner shop. So we left it to the oil magnates and set out on a shorter journey today - about 130 miles; no metric on this side of the pond.
The Old Route soon had us zigzagging back and forth beside the freeway. Guided by one of our travel books, we stopped for lunch at The Rock Cafe in Stroud, OK. It was yet another retro-style diner but this time we had some had some new food experiences. Catfish, fried green tomatoes and hush puppies.
One thing we had to do before leaving the restaurant was find a space on the wall in the hallway where we could sign our names.
Just before reaching Oklahoma City - now OKC to us - we stopped at, you've guessed it, a gas station. This one was a space age one identified by a gigantic soda pop bottle. Impressive but would be seen for miles when illuminated at night. Inside, they stocked over 400 flavours of soda pop. You would not have been stuck for choice. They actually had bacon flavoured soda!
Today is the first time I really got a chance to settle down to catch up with you. I went right back to the first day so I too have just now arrived in OKC. Your photos are great as is the commentary. just as well you read Grapes of Wrath because some of the places sound as if they are on the way out, (Stephen King territory) but I love those blue skies!! Very few people from here every seem to visit the mid west, so it is all new to me. Glad to see the photos of you both looking alive and well.
ReplyDeleteNo news here, poured rain all day on the All Ireland but the Dubs won! Soak up that sunshine!
Rosaleen