So, I arrived in Afton and stuck my key in the door as I have a million times before. . . and it wouldn't budge! Geesh! Figuring that someone set the slide lock from inside and exited from another door, I didn't want to go in a rear entrance and risk making it back to the front door in time to deactivate the alarm. So, I did the logical thing and drove to Miami for breakfast and to ponder the quandry. Full of gravy-soaked biscuit, I drove back to Afton and tried again. Duhhhh! This time I realized that the little neon "glow-in-the-dark" rubber thingy I had put on my key so that I could see it at night was inhibiting its ability to slide all the way into the lock. I'm an idiot.
Today I went north to Kansas. I only took a few pictures, and here they are.
I'll bet you can't guess what this is! It's the exact stanchion that once held my very prized, beloved, and valuable Route 66 sign! I know this because I have the authentication papers from Kansas DOT which describe where the sign once stood. It's the rectangle in the center of the picture, at the spot where Route 66 turns the corner in the middle of Galena. Pretty neat! I hope they never remove that stanchion! I like to visit it whenever I'm up there.
On the way home, I took a tiny detour into the now deserted Picher, OK. The chat piles are stil there looming over the wreckage of the town, and this D&D Drive In sign is one of the last remaining vestiges of a once-vital city.
Well, that was a nice way to kill a day. Eight hours after leaving this morning, I'm home having accomplished absolutely nothing!