I walked out of my hotel this morning, and got a surprise. I figured that by this point that all I would see was bare trees, and McKittrick Canyon would be my last foliage (see ). The brown forests along route 66 yesterday did nothing to dispel those thoughts. Unexpectedly, Tulsa not only had foliage, it was still in color. Wonderful red and yellow trees appeared all over the city. Too bad the sky was grey and overcast, premonition of a huge cold front moving in. Thanks to both its small size and oil wealth, Tulsa feels like a boutique city in many ways, kin to the wealthy suburbs found outside large urban areas. Like wealthy men everywhere, those oil millionaires wanted cultural cache (see ), so Tulsa has an impressive set of museums for its
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