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Heading North East
Submitted by Tiffany on 3 May, 2012 - 13:52
I've been learning a lot about the different States and their geography, woking out my route as I go along, sometimes choosing a route which might take me through a state I haven't been to before. Several states seem to have pan-handles (a bit that juts out), I don't think we use that word in England or at least not in geographical terms.
Songs were running through my head, place names from the road signs in them...Albuquerque, Amarillo, Wichita are just a few of them. I'm still more or less navigating from my extremely small road atlas of America, it gives other people a chuckle when they see me looking at it. One bloke at a garage even offered me his spare large size road atlas, but I pointed out I didn't have the space to carry it- we are talking an extra-large size.
My knowledge of American culture is increasing all the time, whilst rifling through a fridge at the petrol station for a sandwich I found one that said it was a Hoagie sandwich, I had hopes it might prove to be suitable for me, but the staff looked at me incredulously and said it was meat-although apparently it is the bread that refers to the hoagie part and not the filling...never mind.
I'm enjoying all the billboards by the side of the road, they've enlivened what could be a boring ride- imagine British motorways with this kind of entertainment- big signs proclaiming " Drive for Jesus", Route 66 memorabilia, lots of food adverts and signs for the weirdest sounding places including the Biggest Catholic Supermarket in Texas- I actually took the junction off the highway to go and get a look, but couldn't seem to find it (Amarillo if you're interested).
For those who may be a bit concerned about my lack of proper sight-seeing activities, I am managing to fit in a few things, mainly through the efforts of others. In Iowa, I stayed with Ryan and Robin along with their menagerie of cats and dog. They took me out into the countryside and we went to see the Bridges of Madison County- real bridges, they're just down the road from the birthplace of John Wayne. Somehow, I'd imagined him as coming from a more rugged-looking area.