Reader Story: Defying the Odds on Old Route 66
We were halfway to our final destination, with 1,244 miles behind us and about the same ahead. We punctuated our accomplishment with a perfect rib-eye steak at Smokey Joe’s. The celebration was only slightly marred by the logical conclusion that if we had already traveled half the journey, the trip was half over.
Reader Story: Defying the Odds on Old Route 66