I left Beirut on Saturday morning in quite a chaos. I haven’t been driving a car for a while now, mostly because of the crazy trafic in Beirut that seems to be way too dangerous for my liking. That was at least my excuse when I didn’t find my drivers license when I was packing my bag to do the good ol’ roadtrip along route 66, from Chicago to Los Angeles. I searched everywhere, seriously, but ran out of time before I had to jump on the plane, feeling like a total failure for not bringing my drivers license with me on the most epic road-trip of all times.
On the plane I became a bit nervous of what my friend Mr Web would say when we meet up to do the road-trip (that he invited me to do) with no drivers license. After a while the turbulence picked up and I got other things to be nervous about. The weather is actually quite frisky in America these days, especially on the coasts, and Chicago, wich is called the windy city, also turned out to be pretty cold. We had a day with power sightseeing, and stunned by my own stupidity (or nervousness) I did not dare to tell Mr Web that I didn’t bring my license while I desperately hoped for it to just reappear…
Mr Web Checking out Chicago!
However, it turned out that I had no reason to be scared of Mr Web’s reaction to my general stupidity of not bringing my drivers license at all! Mr Web is one of those dudes that likes to drive a lot, so when I pulled my guts together to reveal my secret he just smiled in an unsurprised way and told me that I can have a replacement license arranged. He was not angry at all, but if I am going to drive these days I will have to be very careful in order not to get evicted and banned as a criminal from the country of my girlfriend…
Anyways I understand the song getting your Kicks from Route 66 a lot better now.
Mr Web checking out street arts in America.
Parking houses in chicago called the corn cobs. With parking for boats too!
Peter wanted Obama to win, so he could have his teeths fixed.
We ended the first day in Chicago with a beer on the top of the Hancock Tower.
Monday Morning we got the car and started on the legendary route 66.
Mr Web and Our Nissan getting our kicks on Route 66!
Route 66 is also called Main Street USA.
We passed cities with car names and places we have only heard about from movies. We drove over the bridges in Madison County and had lunch in Abraham Lincolns and Homer Simpsons home town, Springfield. The Pizza was OK, but the coke tasted like swimmingpool water. We even passed a town called Lebanon, but I just came from there so I didn’t really feel like checking it out. But nice to know, so that I don’t book a ticket to the wrong Lebanon on my way home…
The american Lebanon is probably more boring than the on in the Middle East.
When the sun went down we checked into Rustic Motel in Rolla. Until now we both had only seen motels in movies, but now we are actually staying in one!
The First Motel we ever stayed at. Rolla, Missouri.
Tomorrow we will check out one of the many curiosities along the route: a 30 foot tall chair.
Cant wait :)
