Home by Eight - back to Jefferson City

Our trip to Jefferson City was uneventful. We had a pretty good breakfast and were on our way at 9 AM from Weatherford. We decided to drive about fifteen miles on old Route 66. The old highway runs parallel to the interstate for about five miles and then veers off for a short distance. We stopped briefly at Lucille's old roadhouse and then went on toward Sayre. Lucille's is an old gas station that has been rehabbed a little so it is sort of a shrine on Rt. 66. We pulled up to a top sign and were surprised to have a van pull up beside us and the driver ask directions....two British tourists out getting their kicks on Route 66.

We got back on the interstate and headed toward Oklahoma City and made our way to the turnpike and then on to Tulsa.  I managed to get through Tulsa without getting lost. That doesn't happen very often.  We stopped for lunch in Joplin and eventually made it to Jefferson City by 8 PM.

There are a few things that I should mention that I overlooked...

This was a good trip and I was glad to have someone to ride along. Donna was an eager helper and we got to see some new things.

When we would sit outside in the evening we were cold enough that we needed sweaters and jackets and Donna wore a head scarf.  This is August.  We needed blankets when we went to bed.

I got trash collection started and even got my first electric bill, less than $20 for only a few days.

I woke up one night with a 3" centipede in my bed...on my face, actually, but he was dead. These are large and nasty "bugs" that sting or bite and are hard to kill. I only saw one but I kept looking for any of his friends. They can get up to six inches long.

My Quail are Gambel's Quail. They are pretty shy and usually won't come out if I'm outside so I watch them through the windows. They walk single file through the front yard and seldom try to fly.