I discovered one of my favorite places to stop along Route 66 in Missouri; Gary Turner rebuilt the replica of the 1930s filling station he built-in 2005. Not only is the collection amazing, it’s almost like time has stopped.

Worst fear. Stuck. Ignition would not turn over. The automatic step didn't move. Not sure what was going on. Had lights, AUX batteries had power. Nothing worked. No click, No turnover, nothing.

On the East side of Texas, I decided to drive the original section of Route 66. I highly recommend stopping in Stroud, Texas for lunch at the Rock Cafe and driving yourself to a classic diner in Shamrock to walk back in time.

Driving in High Winds for long stretches can be difficult and tiring. Since most of the drive from AZ to Texas was flat, after a couple of days of being pushed around I was ready to relax.

It’s been a jam-packed 25 days. I’ve learned quite a bit, figuring out how I want to travel and what I need to change.

The Grand Canyon was the National Park, that I knew I wanted to visit more than once. When I moved to LA, I had to stop here. When I left LA, I stopped again. This time I took the train!