Even though much of our journey through Missouri and the eastern part of Oklahoma was drizzly and snowy (so much for journeying to warmer climes) we finally arrived to a clearer and slightly milder Tulsa later that evening. Though we were taking the more modern interstate, I hadn't realized how much of the old Route 66 territory we'd be traversing by proxy, and there were traces of it all the way through both states. While we were on a tight timeline and had to keep moving, I'd love to take a few hours to dally in all those remaining attractions--drive ins, diners, dive motels. To do a little exploring, buy some souvenirs, take some pics. I love the old and forgotten, the decayed and destroyed, the pure Americana of it. One day I am going to make a drive all the way out to California, dawdling in all those little distractions along the way. (preferably in a classic mustang and/or with an old airstream in tow, but they aren't requirements)
Otherwise, it is a bit more like spring here nevertheless, with trees in bloom and a bit more greenery. Today, we hit a couple of casinos and played penny and nickel slots for a few hours. I have the worst luck with slot machines and always wish I actually knew how to play more advanced things like blackjack and roulette with any sort of skill. The new Hard Rock casino is lovely inside, all newish and shiny with a giant hotel and towers above the flatter outskirts of town.
