Americana Redux

I took a short road trip (work related) to the northeast corner of Oklahoma, via central Kansas.  I started a blog post about it a week ago, but the words never came in an orderly fashion.  There is stuff to say about the trip, but each item I wanted to touch on seem to grow into an unmanageable  diatribe.

I’ll just make some bullet points and post some photos.

  • The drive on I-70, between Denver and Salina, is excruciatingly boring.  Aside from some wind farms, the scenery is the same for eight hours.
  • The Interstate was constructed on a very long sloping ridge, so that the horizon drops off quickly and you can only see the landscape few miles in any direction before it became sky.
  • Northeast Oklahoma is a lot like Missouri, which is right next door.  A lot of trees and humidity.
  • A lot of people have pictures of Jesus on the corner of their farms.
  • A lot of people have anti-abortion signs on the corner of their farms.
  • A lot of people were spraying chemicals on their crops in the evening.
  • Fireflies continued to glow after they splattered against my windshield.

 

Grand Lake of the Cherokee Dam

Grand Lake O the Cherokees Dam, Oklahoma

 

Flood gates releasing water

Flood gates releasing water

 

Pinball machine in shed, NE Oklahoma.  It's ruined inside and out.

Pinball machine in shed, NE Oklahoma. It’s ruined inside and out.

 

 

 

 

Train Trip Part 6: The Southwest Chief

It was time to leave California and make my way back to Denver’s Union Station.  But first I had to get back to LA’s Union Station.

If you’re like me, you’re wondering why many of the train stations on this trip are named Union Station.  They were referred to as union stations because they served, and were owned by, more than one railway.  They have maintained those names for historical reasons.  This wikipedia article lists all the cities with a union station.

I hopped on Amtrak’s Pacific Surfliner at Oceanside.

 

A para-glider lands in the water near San Juan Capistrano.

 

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