I've Gone South (Since my Baby's Gone North)

One of my favorite spots to hang out in town is the Mississippi Welcome Center right off the I-20 bridge.  From here you can watch the trucks on the interstate, barges going up the river, and trains coming over the old US 80 bridge.  (Also, they've got free coffee and wifi.)

The Crown Jewel (or "Farewell, King Solomon")

On the road again, this time with a travelling companion.  Say hello to Jeanette.  Jeanette's from the New Orleans area, but got her start at Mt. Rushmore.

There and Back Again, Part Two

Queenstown, at last.  Look, Scott, it's the Southern Alps.

Kicks Just Keep Getting Harder to Find (Reprise)

Of course, US 66 was decommissioned in 1985, but you can still follow it with a good guidebook and a little determination.  Most of the time it runs parallel to I-40, sometimes crossing over or under...

Funny, This Doesn't Look Like Pismo Beach

Maybe I'm road-weary or just spoiled by Capitol Reef,...

In Which I Get my Kicks, and they Fail to Bring Me Peace of Mind

Here I am competing in the rodeo in Jackrabbit, Arizona, the "Show Me (the Birth Certificate)" State.  Yeeeehaw!

From the Land of the Saints to the City of Sin

Hank and Eostre, this one's for you.  Pick your own caption for this nudie bar on the outskirts of Vegas:

1) Inside, it's just like any other strip club, except with more shushing.

2)  The sign used too say "GIRLS, GIRLS, GIRLS," but one of them got poached by the Liberace Museum.

3)  For twenty extra dollars they'll take you in the back and show you their "special collections."

The Best of the Rest (of the West)

 

The world's highest suspension bridge, outside Canon City, Co.  I drove all the way there before discovering there's a twenty-six dollar toll.  I still got this shot, anyway.

Holy Toledo!

Outside the Hotel Toledo in Toledo, Iowa, named for the hometown of its oldest resident. The hotel is now an apartment building.

The Flamingo Motel

Stayed last night at the fabulous Flamingo Motel, conveniently located off US 30 in Marshalltown, IA, 1955.