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Published: January 13th 2010
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Brefaskt time
Our lovely hotel breakfast of fruit, biscuits and gravy, pastries, and yogurt Oklahoma reeks! When we crossed the state line - and I mean right when we crossed the state line - it immediately smelled of burnt onions. Wtf, Okla? So, needless to say, we're safely in lovely Oklahoma. I'm not really sure if it's lovely because it was dark when we got here, but the odoriferous welcome leaves me doubting that possibility.
So, before leaving St. Louis this morning, we enjoyed a glorious complimentary breakfast buffet. Who knew we loved biscuits and gravy?! It was the first time having them for both of us, and we loved it. The fresh fruit was nice, too, especially when we knew it was probably going to be fast food later. (It was.)
Then we drove on over to the Arch. It was a wicked cold morning, but the Arch looked pretty awesome in the sun. The ice floes in the Mississippi were cool-looking, too. We were nervous about leaving our cars full of things in the parking garage, but we had no other choice. Both of us set off the metal detectors, even after removing our belts, but we escaped a pat-down because we look so sweet and innocent. After finding out that
To the Arch
Really, McDonald's? a ride to the top was a mere $10, we decided to go for it. They asked if we got claustrophobic or had trouble with stairs. We said, "Heck no!" They did not, however, ask us if we would be terrified if stuffed into tiny pods that wobbled and creaked on a tiny cable all the way up to the top for 4 minutes. The answer to that was "definitely." After FearFest 2010, we arrived at the top, which was amazingly not scary at all. We took photos, had fun, then prepared for our descent of 3 minutes - FearFest 2010 Part II.
Then it was back in the cars and off to Oklahoma!
The drive started off okay...until The Attack of the Tractor Trailers.
We caught up with a fleet of about 10 18-wheelers traveling in a group. Did they let us get around them? No. They thought it was a better idea to take turns passing each other with us in the mix just trying to get by. The speed limit there was 70, I think. At one point, Stef almost got sideswiped by one nervous driver who thought the inactive shoulder work was too close to
him. More rocks hit Chris' car but only caused minor flesh wounds - no big chips. We hate trucks. No offense, Bob.
Other than the trucks, though, Missouri was surprisingly pretty. It was rocky and hilly.
There are sporadic signs along the highway in Oklahoma that say, "Do not drive into smoke." Is this a big forest-fire state? Someone on Yahoo! Answers said prairie fires. Curious.
The speed limit here is 75mph. We fail miserably at keeping that speed, but we do stay above the minimum speed of 50.
One cool thing happened on the drive - we both saw a shooting star on the drive between Tulsa and Oklahoma City! We wished some good wishes, don't worry.
Off to bed! Driving to Albuquerque in the morning!
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Your trip looks so fun!!! We are going to have to do a group trip for all the crazy cross countriers! Have fun an Albuquerque!