Well, I'm on my way to see my brother, Larry, in Santa Barbara, CA.  I drove all day yesterday, and will again today.  I'm traveling Route 66 wherever it really gets away from the interstate.  Much of it is just a two lane road with a 55 mile per hour speed limit running right alongside the interstate.  The towns are still in the 1950's physically, emotionally, and spiritually.  They don't really get why the tourists are gauking.
																												This is near where John lost the race with the railroad tie laying machine and died trying (at least, that's the legend).
				John Henry's.  Good food, electric trains, really sweet people.  Real "RR" country.
					Route 66 towns all look like it's still 1952																								The New Mexico desert goes on forever.  It's barren beauty grows on you.  Having come from the mountains, it felt like the moon to me for a while.
			I kept thinking that I was on the "Back to the Future" set.
																												The middle number at the top is the outside temperature. . . I finally put my shorts on (no, I wasn't nude until then).
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