Bubba Around–Day 3

            Heading east from Toronto, I came across, what I thought was a broken water pipe or maybe a flooded gutter.  Whatever it was, coming from the California drought, I knew someone was in big trouble.

                                              I was wrong!  This is Niagara Falls.  I took a closer look and saw a boat that would take me even closer.

            The problem was that it was on the other side of the water…in another country…Back in the USA.  I saw a bridge, maybe I can sneak in.

I figured if I crawled on the curvy bit, I could sneak over, get my ride, and sneak back before anyone knew.

            Note:  Bubba don’t play those games!  We don’t mess with Immigration or Customs from any country we visit.  The idea of a jail is not my idea of a good time.  The idea of a foreign jail is enough to melt the plastic off a little person.

I made it to the other side and climbed to the top of this tower to get a better view.

                                                The view was great but it looks a little wet and misty down there.  I can’t really see; I’ll have to get closer.

                                                              I saw a lot of people dressed in blue raincoats.  May I can score one from this nice lady.

                                                                            It’s a little big around the shoulders but there is my boat so I must hustle.

                                                                     The boat took me to the falls but this part looks a little rocky.

                                                                Hey look, there’s another place that looks a little more peaceful over there.

                                                                       Annnnd, maybe just a shade too rough.  I thought I’d give skiing a shot.

                                                              TOO ROUGH! TOO ROUGH!  TOO FOAMY!  GET ME BACK TO LAND!

                                                                                            Canada is that a way.  I’m heading back now.

                                                                                                   Back to the normalcy of Canada.

                                                                                        

Maybe heading east would be a better bet.

East to Day 4

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bubba Around

Day 1

Day 2

Where To Go

Where To Go

                        Bubba hasn’t been on a trip in quite a while.  At least I haven’t helped him write about one in quite a while. 

Time to travel, but I don’t know where.  These little plastic feet are getting itchy.  I need an idea so I turned to my favorite resource…books.  I wanted to look at some great travels Jules Verne wrote a book called “Around the World in 80 Days”.  That sounds like an idea.  I found another one, “Around the World in 18 Days” by H.R. Ekins.  He felt that with modern air flights, one could fly around the world by commercial airliner in just 18 days.  Amazing…in 1936.

When you have to travel, when you have the bug, it doesn’t matter where you go as long as it is someplace “not here”.  I jumped on the first plane out of Sacramento.  It took me to Denver.  Too close.  I jumped on the next place out.  The nice lady steadied me while I read the big letters.

ToToronTo

                      That sounds good.  I’m heading east and this Toronto place is east of Denver so I’m on the flight.

            Arriving in Toronto, I checked into my hotel. 

            While I was here, I thought I would catch a baseball game.  I think the Oakland Athletics are playing some local team.  I put on all my A’s gear and headed to the stadium.  Fans were not so appreciative if my stylin’ green and yellow.  They looked just a little hostile.

                                                          Maybe I’ll go to a hockey game instead.  These guys look pretty friendly.

                                              A new friend but I’m not sure if sitting on his glove would be the best location to view the game.

                                                                                    This place ain’t bad.  Hey look! A big tower to climb.

                                                                              And what is that at the base of the tower?  A Bubba sized train. 

                                                              Trains are good, they take you places, I think I will jump on the eastbound train.

To the East I’ll go for:

Day 3

            Originally, I planned to write this in real time.  That would have required a lot of discipline and drive which pretty much guaranteed I wasn’t going to do it.   This trip did happen and I’ll keep the day count accurate I just won’t promise to publish it even remotely on time.   Like all things Bubba, I’ll get to it when I get to it.

A New Adventure

We last left Bubba at the end of his trip down the Mother Road, Route 66.  The trip took him a lot longer than he expected and he had to include side trips to Tucson, Arizona and Havana, Cuba. 

           It seemed to make sense at the time.  Now he is in California, celebrating the end of “The Road”.

Not too far from the official “West End of 66” sign is the Santa Monica Pier.  It looks like there a few things to do over there.

SM Pier

This is the famous sign on the famous pier.  I’ve gone as far as I can on this coast.

CIMG3115

This was first built in 1909 or 1916 or maybe 1877.  It is in pretty good shape but you should still be careful.  It goes a long way out and falling off puts you smack into the Pacific Ocean.  But I am a world traveler. What could go wrong?

ocean view

Good thing I’m a strong swimmer. Or at least a strong floater.  I’m the guy on the right.

Bobbing heads

I swam and floated for days and days.  The land was always just a little too far.  Eventually I ended up in a harbor.  A ship was cruising by.  If I give it one good try, I can get on board.

Evening cruise

I made it!  Let’s see where this giant cruise ship will take me.

Da Dock

Ah, yes, back to the dock.  At least I am on land again.  I’m not sure what city this is.  I’ll take a walk up to those buildings.

Da City

I’ll ask at this place.

The Hand of Power

No luck.  My hand is too smooth and my head line is round and yellow.

There is a place I recognize.  I think I have seen one of these before.  This must be important since they tell you three times.  That should be a clue as to where I am.  I’ll just look at where these stores are located and it will narrow down the search.

The Mutha of all Starbucks

Places with a Starbucks.  I could be anywhere except Bukhara, Uzbekistan or Perho. Finland.  That narrows it down.  Any more clues around?

A market.  Lots of places have a market.  This isn’t any help.

Market

This is a pretty tall building.  In fact it looks like a needle sticking up into space.

Dirty Needle

Maybe if I go to the top and look around, I’ll be able to see where I am.

Scopin' Things Out

There is the city.  There is a dome type building that says “Safeco” on top.  I think there was a baseball team that lost a game to the magnificent Oakland A’s recently that played someplace called Safeco.  Having a team that is not as good as the A’s doesn’t narrow it down much.

A View to a City

Maybe these people can help.  They look…trustworthy?

U.S. Duo

Seaside, Safeco, Space needle, Starbucks, I must be in an “S” town.  Of course, I am in Sioux Falls… no wait, Seattle! That’s it! Seattle!

Sam Thumbs Up

The End of the Road

…or… The Beginning Of The Next One.

At the edge of the sprawling, multi-county mass of people known to the world as “Los Angeles”, we paused for the night.  We wanted one night’s sanity in a regular hotel before jumping into our last day on Route 66.  We found this place.  An icon on the Mother Road, it is as neat, clean and tidy as the day it first opened.

Wig Wam

It has a series of wigwam rooms in a park like setting.

TeePeePark

Maybe the original dwellers of this type of housing didn’t have a paved over prairie for their homes, but I’m sure they looked the same inside.

TeePeePavement

Luxury TeePee

Tired and hungry we stepped back in time for a meal at a new place on the block.  They were celebrating their millionth burger sold.

Mickey D

Can’t beat the price and this guy inside made us feel welcome.

Shake Dude

            This is the original McDonalds site in San Bernardino; now turned into a museum, but not selling any food.

We enjoyed the company, but couldn’t find any of those 15¢ hamburgers.  We stopped here but the place was too crowded inside.

Big O

This place looked magical, but I think the roofers hit the hookah a few too many times.

Majik Lamp

We settled for this hotel tavern with the outdoor seating firmly implanted in the wall.

Azzztec Hotel

seating

We shopped after eating the fine food.

Crap

At last we made it to Hollywood.

Little Holly

Close up, its HOLLYWOOD!!

Big Holly

 

With all the sites to see, but little time, we had to find the highest priority:  film studios, houses of the stars, Grauman’s Theater?  What would we pick?

We only had time for one stop so we paused at the cemetery to pay homage to the late and great Johnny Ramone.

Yo Joey

We wiped away our tears with a dirty black bandana and headed back to Route 66.

Yo Will

And finally, the End of THE Road.  A fine hotel, and the Santa Monica Pier.

Georgian Deco

SM Pier

We started with this sign in Chicago…

End sign

…and we ended with this one in Santa Monica.

Other End

We may have picked up someone at that McDonalds back there.

 

            Bubba has finally completed his Route 66 trip, but he has picked up the travel bug and there is no stopping him now.

            Well, maybe a certain laziness in posting may delay him.

California Here We Come! Finally!

The first part of Route 66, on the eastern end, runs through Chicago and the farmlands of the Midwest.  There are tiny towns that have survived the move of the highway because the farming community was so strong.  On the western end, there is plenty of dessert.  When the highway moved and sped up there was no reason for most of the communities to exist and they dried in the heat.  Now they are in the process of blowing away, so I would suggest a visit before they are gone.

We gassed up and headed out once more.  At this station we pumped a lot of dust.

No Gas

While there wasn’t much in the way of food, we did find something to eat at the next stop.  They will serve chicken any way you want as long as it is dead.

Ded Cluck

I wasn’t sure I was on the right road.  I thought I would ask for some help.  These people looked like they knew Route 66 but maybe, just maybe, they had been on this road a little too long.  Even longer than me.

Road Weary

I stopped to ask this guy for directions.  I complemented him on his suit and he replied, “Thank you, thank you very much.”

An Elvi

I wanted to head in the right direction, but he told me he has been wandering on this road for decades.  He was just waiting for his two friends, Marilyn, and James to come back so they could head out again.  He said he won’t let James drive because he wrecked his last car.

Bubba N Bubba

Passing through the city of Hackberry where the PDA was supposedly invented.  I had a feeling I was still on Route 66.  At least that’s what the signs suggested.  We fueled up on Coca Cola and continued.

Hackberry General

After some extensive desert driving, Rick said the cola was getting to him.  IT must have been too much caffeine because he stopped and took a short hike in the desert to spend some quiet time with a small bush.

Nature Boy

We wound our way up the road and into the foothills for our cross into California.

hellroad

            Yes, that is the road.  Those pale squiggly lines winding up and over.  Just ignore the lack of guardrails and the rusted out hulks of cars that went over and could not be recovered.

LeftTurnLeftTurnLeftTurn

We made it to the thriving metropolis of Oatman just in time for the afternoon commute.

This is a group of locals just hanging out.

Oatman Commute

Too many donkeys were hanging around eating anything they came upon.  Not a good situation for a little guy like me.  I thought I would hide out back here for a bit.

Hide Bubba, Hide

We had to get through traffic and keep pressing on.  California can’t be far, let’s head out and find the Golden State.

11-25 Donkey

We made it!  We were back in California and back into civilization…Needles, California.

City o Needles

 

Back on the fast pace, we thought we would celebrate by stopping for a quick bite at the Roadrunner Café.

Roadrunner

We just missed closing time… last century.  This was East Amboy.  The real life is in the main square of Amboy itself.

Boy o Amboy

After that, a whole lot more of the dry side of Route 66.

MT Station

MT Market

MT tank

MugWumps?

I’m not sure what a Mugwump is.

We made it as far as Barstow and thought we would stop for the night.  This place had the nickname “Hotel California”.  Something about their checkout policy.  A beautiful place with no one around.

Train Hotel

We checked in and went to our room.  We tried to go to our room.  Yes, it was room 316.

Missing room

Tomorrow, we head for Los Angles, and the end of our road in Santa Monica.  The California roads must be much better, they have all the new technology to make the driving easier and the right way clearer.

Which Line?

Does The Desert Ever End?

Bubba has been on this Route 66 thing for a long, long time.  He is getting near the end of the trip but can’t seem to find his way out of the desert.

I’m back out on the road and I’m going to make up some time by zooming through the next part of the trip.  I found the original road again and nothing is going to get in my way.

Unless, of course, the road runs out again.

Shutdown

I can stop and ask this guy.  He looks like he is related to one of the giants I saw earlier in the trip.

Little Giant

He gave me some good advice because we looked like twins.  His shirt is my skin color.

CIMG2814

He suggested a night in one of the local hotels before shoving off.

This one seems a little too posh.

Du Beau

This one looks a little better.

Du Monte

Ahhh!  Here is the place.  It has a great central location AND a good price.

Du Cheap

After a restful night next to the train tracks, I gassed up the car and hit the road.  Yes I am back on Route 66.

Old Gas Here

Long Road to Blogdom

There is no mistaking that fine, high quality cement roadway.

Back on the road, I came across this car.  It is a very rare, Datsun Roadster.

Red One

The Datsun Roadster is perhaps the finest two seat convertible of its day.  It is an unusual  day when you can see one of these cars.  You may be lucky enough, in your whole life, to see just one.

Two More

Four More

Datsun Nirvana

Well…, this has been a magical trip.

It is time to look for another room for the night.

This one comes with a bath.

Petticoat Malfunction Junction

This one looks too posh and pricey.

Hi Line Hi Life

Maybe I can find a cheaper room here.

Hotel Greybar

Maybe something without bars?

350 Hotel

Perfect!  Now I’ll check out the nightlife.

A Social Club.  That might be nice.  I saw many ladies going into the building.  I bet they are friendly.

Woo Woo

This guy in the band let me play drums with him and suggested a place around the corner.

Groucho?

As I arrived, a nice lady leaned out of the window and welcomed me.

Madam Happy

I had a feeling that maybe I shouldn’t go here.  Maybe there was a better way to go.

Maybe this wasn’t the right way to go at all.  I needed a sign from above.

Vegan Message

This is a scary sign to see on a one way street.

I decided to cross the bridge and hit the straight and narrow.

No Bridge Bridge

No Passing?

You can always find the straight and narrow highway on Route 66.

 

A Corner in Winslow Arizona

 

           We last left Bubba in the Painted Desert.  A car drove past with his long lost Millie biding him a fond farewell.  As we rejoin him, we find him back on the search along Route 66.

            I ran off to find Millie and came across this house.  Maybe she left a sign.  I looked around and found a footprint on a rock.

New Home

Big Foot

            Then I saw this disturbing picture.  Was that Millie being carried off by a large bird?

Millie Stork

            And what did all this mean?

Big Story

            I guess if I would have read my Painted Desert and Petrified Forest guide book I would have seen that there are quite a few petroglyphs in the area.  I though the Petrified Forest was a Humphrey Bogart film and petroglyph was a gas additive.  These things date back about a thousand years.  What other old things are around here. 

            WHOA!  Don’t get off the bus lady!

Bus to Hell

            No wonder the wood is petrified.  I’m pretty scared too.  Too late for the lady, she traded the bus ride for something else.

Bad Barney

Dyno Ride

 

            One of the requirements for a drive down route 66 is a suspension of belief or even reason.  Businesses will do anything to get the passer bys to stop and take a look.  Since the addition of freeways, they are even more desperate.

            Things were getting a little distorted.  Is this reality or is this a Twilight Zone episode.  It was time to stop for a rest.

WigWam

 

            I had a careful look around.  I got the impression that the people in these rooms had been there for a long time.  At least their cars had been there for a long time. 

No Check Out

 

            I felt I was in that old song.  You know the one about the hotel where you can check out but you can never leave?  What was the name of the group that sang that?  That was starting to bug me.  I just couldn’t remember.  I found this guy to ask.  We were just hanging on a corner when a girl drove by in a flat bed Ford.

In Da Corner

 

I was starting to feel lost.  I wasn’t even sure I was on Route 66 anymore.  Then I picked up a clue.

In Winslow Arizona

            Enough of this.  I couldn’t figure IT out.  I didn’t know what IT is.  I couldn’t even find IT.

Here It Is

 

            Yeah, well, maybe not.  It was more of that 66 weirdness.

Hoopty Hare

            Time to hit the road, but first I needed to check the map and maybe find a place to eat.

Big Map

          Just a minor problem with the road, but a clue that I may have trouble finding an open restaurant on this stretch.  I can see the freeway next to old 66 but driving 66 is the goal.    

End of the Road..for a bit

                                                                This place isn’t open.

Valentine Diner 

Its brother isn’t open either.

And another

                                            This place isn’t open.  Maybe that’s a good thing.

Lion Lunch

 

                                                               This town isn’t open.

 

Lion Town

 

                                                       Maybe if I follow the arrows…

Point the Way

                                                             Nope, not here either.      

Trading Post

                                        Ahhh! Here we go.  Something tells me this will do just fine.

Bubba's Joint