A blog about our road trips on Route 66, Lincoln Highway, St. Louis, New York, Michigan, etc. (we have been to 37 States, 13 more to visit), about my love of hockey (NHL), football (NFL), coming to America, growing up in Viet Nam, humor that ain't funny and still a lot of ramblings!
Last Saturday, June 12th, we drove from St. Louis to Romeoville, Illinois, spent the night there, got up real early Sunday morning to avoid the traffic going to downtown Chicago and took these photos. There it was, the Begin of Historic Route 66 sign at Lake Shores Drive and Adams Street.
Several streets were closed in preparation for the Chicago Blues Festival. We had to drive around the blocks a few times, following one-way streets to get to the Field Museum to find "Sue" all dressed up in a Blackhawks jersey, joining in the celebration of bringing the Stanley Cup Championship to the Windy City. We did not stay long, only for me to take a few photos since my husband thought the people in Chicago (or any big cities such as New York) were a threat to his precious Mustang (we left the T-bird at home since it was too hot for a convertible).
It was a nice weekend trip, minus the heavy rains and the thunderstorm. We drove part of Route 66 on the way back on Sunday. Now that we completed part of Route 66 from the beginning in Chicago to Oklahoma City, perhaps we should take the trip all the way to the End of the Mother Road in Santa Monica, California!
Last Saturday, June 12th, we drove from St. Louis to Romeoville, Illinois, spent the night there, got up real early Sunday morning to avoid the traffic going to downtown Chicago and took these photos. There it was, the Begin of Historic Route 66 sign at Lake Shores Drive and Adams Street.
Several streets were closed in preparation for the Chicago Blues Festival. We had to drive around the blocks a few times, following one-way streets to get to the Field Museum to find "Sue" all dressed up in a Blackhawks jersey, joining in the celebration of bringing the Stanley Cup Championship to the Windy City. We did not stay long, only for me to take a few photos since my husband thought the people in Chicago (or any big cities such as New York) were a threat to his precious Mustang (we left the T-bird at home since it was too hot for a convertible). 
It was a nice weekend trip, minus the heavy rains and the thunderstorm. We drove part of Route 66 on the way back on Sunday. Now that we completed part of Route 66 from the beginning in Chicago to Oklahoma City, perhaps we should take the trip all the way to the End of the Mother Road in Santa Monica, California!
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