Sitting Out by the Munger Moss Pool

Made it to Lebanon, Missouri, and sitting out by the pool right now at 6:55 PM CDST, watching the traffic go by on Route 66. All by our lonesomes as everyone else has left for a picnic. We were too late to get reservations for the food, but could have brought our own in had we wanted to, but finished off the massive left-overs from Lambert's Cafe and we are not hungry. Too bad, as I was seriously considering eating at Dowd's Catfish and BBQ. Now that's some great fooooddd.

Just got attacked by the gate to the pool and have the scratches to show for it. That thing sure closes fast.

We're having beers and waiting for Ramona and Bob to turn on that great sign. Absolutely perfect weather for mid-September, the forecast rain never materialized. And yes, Lulu, I am typing with two fingers.

Sure had an enjoyable drive on 66 today, even though we were about two hours behind every one at the start. Another case of CGLG.

Caught up with the tail end of the Missouri cruisers at Gay Parita and the majority at the passport stop in Springfield. Then, we went ahead of them to Stafford where the town was celebrating its Route 66 heritage with a festival.

Earlier, talked with Jerry from Wood River, Illinois, who said there was a good bar in Avilla, Mo., and that the post office was a bank at one time that had been robbed by Bonnie and Clyde. Didn't know that.

Must Drink More Beer. --RoadDog