Today, I drove from Winslow to Shamrock, Texas – mostly in a blizzard.
I can’t believe I’m still awake. Hell, I can’t believe I’m in a warm place with internet access. Or that I managed to escape significant snow while driving west through the northern part of the country, and then hit a massive blizzard while driving through the southernmost states.
I’m getting ahead of myself, though. Remember yesterday, when I said Winslow made a tourist attraction out of the Eagles song? Well, this morning, before I left, when it was still kind of dark, I got some pictures of “Standin On The Corner Park”. Seriously, that’s its name. It’s actually kinda cool – see how the painting of the “girl in the flatbed Ford” seems like it’s a reflection in window glass? It’s not. It’s a mural. But the illusion is pretty damn clever.
And then I got back on I-40, headed east. And from eastern Arizona all the way through to Amarillo, snow happened. I didn’t get any pictures of it, but if I had, they’d look something like this:
So please excuse me if I cut this entry short here – today was just a bit tiring.