Things Happened
Jul. 1st, 2007 09:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tanarillEmmy gets a post all to herself. See above.
Route 66 Day 5:
It rained. No, I'm serious. It rained. We were planning to drive US400 across Kansas . . . which didn't happen because most of it is currently underwater. I understand that some rain is nice, but. At some point, it gets ridiculous. When half the state is flooded? Ridiculous!
Also, it is hot here. Emmy says that 80 is cool for this season, to which I must ask, "What did people do before AC?"
. . . yeah. So. We started driving around 8.15, in the rain, and spent an hour trying to get out of Springfield. This is due to our alarming tendency to get lost. In the end, we stopped at a Kum-and-Go gas station (no, I do not make this up!) and the gay guy who worked there told us where Route 66 was. We left. I hope never to return to that place.
We went through some nice towns on the way to Joplin. They'd have been nicer but for two facts: it was Sunday morning in the Bible belt and so nothing was open; and it was raining. However, the rain did not dim the enthusiasm of the Route 66 store owners that we visited, who gave us very good instructions (much better Route 66 Book's) that got us through Joplin to US171.
US171 went north and west until it crossed with US400, which we also got on. From there we had problems. The main problem was the rain, or rather, the largish amounts of water which put a damper on the mood. Where 'put a damper' means 'overflowed it's banks and flooded the next field over.' There was a lot of unhappy, underwater corn. We ended up driving north and then west and then south again to go around the flooding and get into Wichita. We saw a lot of cows. They were getting rained on, too.
But the sun was shining at the movie theater, which was a good omen, and I had no trouble meeting up with Emmy. The post/thread of silliness below? The first sixteen replies were written sitting right next to each other the entire time, with our mothers on the other side of the table, swapping life stories. I kept making Emmy crack up, which made me crack up, which made her crack up . . . our mothers hit it off, which is Good. Now MW approves of Emmy, and I think Emmy's mother approves of Chat more [crosses fingers].
We saw Ratatouille. It was cute and funny and fluffy. I liked it. Not as much as, say, PoTC3, but I liked it. My brother would love it. Also saw an ad for a movie about a fairytale princess in the real world, which looked funny . . .
Then we took photos, which will be posted eventually. If we find the device for turning camera card datas into internet datas. Something. But there is photographic evidence, whee.
Now I am in a hotel. Tomorrow, we see if driving south to Oklahoma City is a viable option and how to do it if it is. Huzzah!
All in all, despite the continued rain, today was made of WINCAKE and AWESOME SAUCE. Yes.
Route 66 Day 5:
It rained. No, I'm serious. It rained. We were planning to drive US400 across Kansas . . . which didn't happen because most of it is currently underwater. I understand that some rain is nice, but. At some point, it gets ridiculous. When half the state is flooded? Ridiculous!
Also, it is hot here. Emmy says that 80 is cool for this season, to which I must ask, "What did people do before AC?"
. . . yeah. So. We started driving around 8.15, in the rain, and spent an hour trying to get out of Springfield. This is due to our alarming tendency to get lost. In the end, we stopped at a Kum-and-Go gas station (no, I do not make this up!) and the gay guy who worked there told us where Route 66 was. We left. I hope never to return to that place.
We went through some nice towns on the way to Joplin. They'd have been nicer but for two facts: it was Sunday morning in the Bible belt and so nothing was open; and it was raining. However, the rain did not dim the enthusiasm of the Route 66 store owners that we visited, who gave us very good instructions (much better Route 66 Book's) that got us through Joplin to US171.
US171 went north and west until it crossed with US400, which we also got on. From there we had problems. The main problem was the rain, or rather, the largish amounts of water which put a damper on the mood. Where 'put a damper' means 'overflowed it's banks and flooded the next field over.' There was a lot of unhappy, underwater corn. We ended up driving north and then west and then south again to go around the flooding and get into Wichita. We saw a lot of cows. They were getting rained on, too.
But the sun was shining at the movie theater, which was a good omen, and I had no trouble meeting up with Emmy. The post/thread of silliness below? The first sixteen replies were written sitting right next to each other the entire time, with our mothers on the other side of the table, swapping life stories. I kept making Emmy crack up, which made me crack up, which made her crack up . . . our mothers hit it off, which is Good. Now MW approves of Emmy, and I think Emmy's mother approves of Chat more [crosses fingers].
We saw Ratatouille. It was cute and funny and fluffy. I liked it. Not as much as, say, PoTC3, but I liked it. My brother would love it. Also saw an ad for a movie about a fairytale princess in the real world, which looked funny . . .
Then we took photos, which will be posted eventually. If we find the device for turning camera card datas into internet datas. Something. But there is photographic evidence, whee.
Now I am in a hotel. Tomorrow, we see if driving south to Oklahoma City is a viable option and how to do it if it is. Huzzah!
All in all, despite the continued rain, today was made of WINCAKE and AWESOME SAUCE. Yes.
