Friday, August 5, 2016

2016 Roadie Awards, Vol. 3

After living it up in Ada for two days, we headed out early to our next stop: Albuquerque! (I do have to mention here that the morning we left we had scrambled eggs straight from Lori's chickens. Which I do believe wins the award for Freshest Breakfast I have Ever Eaten.)


Kurt and Lori's son, Mike, lives in Albuquerque with his wife and three kids and for some reason they agreed to put us up for a night. We have actually gone through ABQ a few times on our road trips, but never really knew anyone there that we could stay with. And to be honest, my opinion of that city was not particularly very high.  Maybe it's the utter brown-ness of things, maybe it's the adobe houses, or maybe it's the fact that a gas station there in 2009 double charged my debit card causing a HUGE chain of events that cost me a ton of money and at least 17 hours in phone calls, but I digress. My point is, we were looking forward to hopefully seeing the "real" (aka "non-lame") side of Albuquerque.


But first, Amarillo! Why? Because Braum's.  And I ain't talking about classical music.  I am talking about burgers, fries and ice cream.  Amarillo Braum's is kind of a ritual for us.  BEHOLD!




2009
Sweet and adorable


2012
Getting a little wild


2016
Tone it down, weirdo
Really this just makes it the Best excuse to get a giant ice cream cone with lunch.  It was for posterity!  We couldn't NOT get one.




This Lotaburger in Farmington New Mexico wins the award for Best restaurant that actually doesn't want to make any money because they can only make one hamburger an hour, apparently.  I am not sure what was going on in there, but it took an eternity to get our food.  Maybe it was because we weren't Native Americans.  Oh wait, YES WE ARE.  Okay, I am a pale face, but Jacob and the kids really should have gotten better service. 




If looks could kill, we would all be dead


However, I will say that it had just rained and therefore it was a little breezy while we ate outside, which was fantastic.  Until Luke uttered the immortal words "I'm cold" when the mercury was at about 74.  Aye carumba!   After we escaped Bizarro World, we were on our way to Albuquerque. Good thing I bought 10GB of data on my phone for this trip so we could watch Euro 2016 on all the boring drives.  And good thing AT&T has one tower in all of New Mexico conveniently located ANYWHERE WE WERE NOT.  Sorry, Jacob.  I have learned my lesson. As soon as my phone dies, it's back to Verizon.


We had a close call on one particularly long, particularly desolate stretch of road.  Our gas tank was running dangerously low and after trusting Waze that there was in fact a tiny gas station in the middle of nowhere, NM, we exited, looking for any signs of life in the desert.

Yes, it was open, yes, it did have gas and no, it was not $32/gallon even though they could easily have charged it.  Best Gas Station Trapped in Time.   You had to prepay for your gas, cash only and then you got to watch the little plastic numbers flip over.

Here is Luke reading the "at lass" I bought him for the trip


After getting into Albuquerque, getting settled at Mike and Chrissy's house and then having some outstanding green chile pepperoni pizza (seriously, New Mexicans love their green chiles), we headed to a place called Fallout, which is a local trampoline park.  So us adults chewed the fat while the kiddos ran around like maniacs.  Brilliant!









                                                                                                                            American Ninja Warrior in the making


When we got out of there, it was 73 degrees and no humidity!!! (But not 11:04. Our clock was still on FL time.  I think we finally changed it somewhere in Utah...)  We put the sunroof up and cruised all the way back to the house :)








And it just so happened that Mike was celebrating a birthday that day.  Well, looky what we have here.  What is this called, cake?  Guess we win the award for Best ability to plan a three week vacation entirely around a birthday cake.  But seriously, that cake was stupid good.   I feel honored that they even thought about sharing it with us. 






Selfie stick for the win!!!


Jacob and I got up the next morning to go for a run and burn off the pizza and cake before we began sitting and driving for 9 more hours.  As we set out down the street, there in the sky was a Wells Fargo hot air balloon, even shaped like a stage coach! Albuquerque is not messing around with this whole hot air balloon thing.  Mike and Chrissy told us all about the festival and I fo sho want to come back and see it.




And here is proof that Albuquerque has at least 10 square feet of grass.  And adorable bunnies.




Well, this was the day we were to make our triumphant arrival into Salt Lake. And I'm happy to report that my opinion of Albuquerque has officially changed.  It's actually really nice!  Especially Rio Rancho.  In fact, I think I even said the words, "I could probably live here." WHAAAAA?

Mike, Chrissy and family were absolutely awesome for having us.  It was fun to hear Jacob and Mike reminisce about their teenage years, family vacations, and old music.  We like those guys.  I would love to go back :)



Adios!



We left Albuquerque and made our way to our next stop, which was just for Cindy.  She wanted to go to the Four Corners Monument so. bad.  I thought it was the perfect side adventure so we headed out and on our way!


When we arrived at the monument, I didn't really know what to expect, but I definitely did not expect a gigantic LINE!








I was totally panicked at that point because we had driven all that way, but we absolutely did not have an extra two hours to wait in line for pictures.  Jacob went ahead to scout out the rest of the area and was happy to return and report that we could easily walk around and get the experience, no problem.  

(The line was for people to get their pictures taken on the exact intersection of the four states.  This was a big deal.  People had props- everything from pillows and blankets to lacrosse sticks.  It was a little weird.  Thanks, Facebook.)

Take your three pictures and move it, buddy!








In your face, monument line!






At one point, each person in my family was in a different state.  I am proud we had that moment. Great idea, Cindy :)



As we finally made our way up to Salt Lake, I was secretly gunning to make one more pit stop at Wilson Arch, which was a photo op/mini hike right off the road.  Thankfully I was driving at the time we passed it and I totally made it happen!


It was hikeriffic!



Seen it a million  times, finally got out and saw it



Seriously, that afterthought selfie stick I bought was totally worth it!   We got back in the car after our mini adventure and did not stop til we hit our final destination.  We drove fast because there was a certain little lady we wanted to meet....




WE MADE IT TO UTAH!


2016 Roadie Awards, Vol. 3

After living it up in Ada for two days, we headed out early to our next stop: Albuquerque! (I do have to mention here that the morning we left we had scrambled eggs straight from Lori's chickens. Which I do believe wins the award for Freshest Breakfast I have Ever Eaten.)


Kurt and Lori's son, Mike, lives in Albuquerque with his wife and three kids and for some reason they agreed to put us up for a night. We have actually gone through ABQ a few times on our road trips, but never really knew anyone there that we could stay with. And to be honest, my opinion of that city was not particularly very high.  Maybe it's the utter brown-ness of things, maybe it's the adobe houses, or maybe it's the fact that a gas station there in 2009 double charged my debit card causing a HUGE chain of events that cost me a ton of money and at least 17 hours in phone calls, but I digress. My point is, we were looking forward to hopefully seeing the "real" (aka "non-lame") side of Albuquerque.


But first, Amarillo! Why? Because Braum's.  And I ain't talking about classical music.  I am talking about burgers, fries and ice cream.  Amarillo Braum's is kind of a ritual for us.  BEHOLD!




2009
Sweet and adorable


2012
Getting a little wild


2016
Tone it down, weirdo
Really this just makes it the Best excuse to get a giant ice cream cone with lunch.  It was for posterity!  We couldn't NOT get one.




This Lotaburger in Farmington New Mexico wins the award for Best restaurant that actually doesn't want to make any money because they can only make one hamburger an hour, apparently.  I am not sure what was going on in there, but it took an eternity to get our food.  Maybe it was because we weren't Native Americans.  Oh wait, YES WE ARE.  Okay, I am a pale face, but Jacob and the kids really should have gotten better service. 




If looks could kill, we would all be dead


However, I will say that it had just rained and therefore it was a little breezy while we ate outside, which was fantastic.  Until Luke uttered the immortal words "I'm cold" when the mercury was at about 74.  Aye carumba!   After we escaped Bizarro World, we were on our way to Albuquerque. Good thing I bought 10GB of data on my phone for this trip so we could watch Euro 2016 on all the boring drives.  And good thing AT&T has one tower in all of New Mexico conveniently located ANYWHERE WE WERE NOT.  Sorry, Jacob.  I have learned my lesson. As soon as my phone dies, it's back to Verizon.


We had a close call on one particularly long, particularly desolate stretch of road.  Our gas tank was running dangerously low and after trusting Waze that there was in fact a tiny gas station in the middle of nowhere, NM, we exited, looking for any signs of life in the desert.

Yes, it was open, yes, it did have gas and no, it was not $32/gallon even though they could easily have charged it.  Best Gas Station Trapped in Time.   You had to prepay for your gas, cash only and then you got to watch the little plastic numbers flip over.

Here is Luke reading the "at lass" I bought him for the trip


After getting into Albuquerque, getting settled at Mike and Chrissy's house and then having some outstanding green chile pepperoni pizza (seriously, New Mexicans love their green chiles), we headed to a place called Fallout, which is a local trampoline park.  So us adults chewed the fat while the kiddos ran around like maniacs.  Brilliant!









                                                                                                                            American Ninja Warrior in the making


When we got out of there, it was 73 degrees and no humidity!!! (But not 11:04. Our clock was still on FL time.  I think we finally changed it somewhere in Utah...)  We put the sunroof up and cruised all the way back to the house :)








And it just so happened that Mike was celebrating a birthday that day.  Well, looky what we have here.  What is this called, cake?  Guess we win the award for Best ability to plan a three week vacation entirely around a birthday cake.  But seriously, that cake was stupid good.   I feel honored that they even thought about sharing it with us. 





Selfie stick for the win!!!


Jacob and I got up the next morning to go for a run and burn off the pizza and cake before we began sitting and driving for 9 more hours.  As we set out down the street, there in the sky was a Wells Fargo hot air balloon, even shaped like a stage coach! Albuquerque is not messing around with this whole hot air balloon thing.  Mike and Chrissy told us all about the festival and I fo sho want to come back and see it.




And here is proof that Albuquerque has at least 10 square feet of grass.  And adorable bunnies.




Well, this was the day we were to make our triumphant arrival into Salt Lake. And I'm happy to report that my opinion of Albuquerque has officially changed.  It's actually really nice!  Especially Rio Rancho.  In fact, I think I even said the words, "I could probably live here." WHAAAAA?

Mike, Chrissy and family were absolutely awesome for having us.  It was fun to hear Jacob and Mike reminisce about their teenage years, family vacations, and old music.  We like those guys.  I would love to go back :)



Adios!



We left Albuquerque and made our way to our next stop, which was just for Cindy.  She wanted to go to the Four Corners Monument so. bad.  I thought it was the perfect side adventure so we headed out and on our way!


When we arrived at the monument, I didn't really know what to expect, but I definitely did not expect a gigantic LINE!  








I was totally panicked at that point because we had driven all that way, but we absolutely did not have an extra two hours to wait in line for pictures.  Jacob went ahead to scout out the rest of the area and was happy to return and report that we could easily walk around and get the experience, no problem.  

(The line was for people to get their pictures taken on the exact intersection of the four states.  This was a big deal.  People had props- everything from pillows and blankets to lacrosse sticks.  It was a little weird.  Thanks, Facebook.)

Take your three pictures and move it, buddy!








In your face, monument line!






At one point, each person in my family was in a different state.  I am proud we had that moment. Great idea, Cindy :)



As we finally made our way up to Salt Lake, I was secretly gunning to make one more pit stop at Wilson Arch, which was a photo op/mini hike right off the road.  Thankfully I was driving at the time we passed it and I totally made it happen!


It was hikeriffic!



Seen it a million  times, finally got out and saw it



Seriously, that afterthought selfie stick I bought was totally worth it!   We got back in the car after our mini adventure and did not stop til we hit our final destination.  We drove fast because there was a certain little lady we wanted to meet....




WE MADE IT TO UTAH!


Sunday, July 24, 2016

2016 Roadie Awards, Vol. 2

Okay, I lied.  The next stop was not actually Buc-ee's, it was 1984.  As we headed out of Dallas and north to Oklahoma, we first had a mystery to investigate.  Jacob lived in Irving, TX until he was 8 years old and we decided to go by his old house in search of a priceless artifact.  


Here is the old house!






The kids and I waited in the car while Jacob went to knock on the door and announce ourselves. After no answer and then seeing a sign that said something like this,


My kind of guy!


Jacob stealthily went to the right side of the garage and began quickly moving some junk behind the big crape myrtle tree.  After a few minutes he came back with these pictures:






Which totally qualifies him for the Best Impersonation of a low level Indiana Jones award.  Cement, why's it always gotta be cement?


Back in 1984 his dad made a cement slab and had all the kids put their hand prints in it.  And it was still there!  Yes, we definitely thought about taking it, however, it was cemented to the actual driveway and probably could not be removed without some sort of pocket jackhammer.  And we left that in Lakeland (dangit!) so we snapped the pics and said goodbye.  That was probably one of the coolest moments of the entire trip.  Yay, nostalgia!

The other sight I got to see in Irving besides Jacob's house, school, and creek behind his house was "Safety Town."  This was a miniature town that was set up as a place where kids could ride their bikes and learn the rules of the road.  Yep, that was still there too. 750,000 bonus points to Irving for not changing a bit in 22 years.  



Okay, now it was time for Buc-ee's!  Pronounced "Shuh-chef-ski." 





Buckey's is a chain of super ultra mega huge gas stations that also double as a convenience store, car wash, deli, home goods, honky tonk, feed store, gun shop, used car, beer, bait, BBQ, barbershop, tractor parts, eight tracks, trampolines, tux rentals, grocery, video, post office, taxidermy, and laundromat. Seriously, I think I could have signed up for a Tae Kwon Do class in there. Never seen anything like it.  



This one's for you, Melinda!

Uncle Mark told us to make sure we had some of these bad boys while we were there and I am pretty sure it only took about 5 miles to make this bag disappear.  


Like a pancake flavored Cheeto


After only a wussie 2 hour drive we made our way in to Ada, OK.


We almost turned right, but that road was to Roff.  Get it? To Roff?  Hahahahaha, I kill me.




Best way to announce yourself as a house guest: Luke! For throwing up in Uncle Kurt and Aunt Lori's driveway just moments after we arrived there.  Yes, Jacob got out of the car with Cindy, rang the doorbell, greeted Lori with great enthusiasm and then they all came out to see why we hadn't made it to the door.  Guess Jacob's Formula 1 driving was a little too much for Luke.  



Best Identical Twin that Looks like Karl: Kurt!  There was some really stiff competition this year, but he squeaked out the win. 


Dad, is that you?


I have said this about our trip already to those of you I have talked to, but the trip really kept getting better and better and better as the days went on. And proof of this fact is that after all the fun we had in Dallas (which was A LOT), we arrived in Ada and realized that Lori had two horses. And chickens.  AND they had a dog.  And Cindy and Luke didn't remember our names after learning that.  









Cindy and Arrow, sitting in a tree




Of course, any trip to Ada would not be complete without.....




 1. Seeing these signs EVERYWHERE:

(I also win the award for Best involuntary calf muscle flexing while posing in a photo.)

Well, alright, that was actually not involuntary.



2.  Seeing this water tower:



WHICH, I might add is totally famous.  It graced the cover of country superstar Blake Shelton's 2014 album, "Bringing Back the Sunshine."  He's from Ada.  Otherwise that would be kinda weird.  



3.  Hitting up Wintersmith Park...








I will never doubt the selfie stick again



You will notice in the above photo that Cindy was walking Holly, Kurt and Lori's dog.  A dog that couldn't get to the park unless it rode in my car.  I was a little panicked about this, mostly because I am allergic to dogs and the thought of bringing allergies with me all across the country was a little scary, but she was a perfect companion and there were no repercussions afterwards.  Holly gets the award for being the First, and Probably Only Dog to Ever Ride in My Car.  






3.  Seeing one of the "stores" that Nadine and Rufus used to own.








4.  Hanging out with Grandma and looking at Grandpa Rufus' old sports articles:





5. Meeting up with these guys:



Shane and Dianne!!!



Shane and Dianne opened up their real estate office for a big Ada family dinner.  Brisket, watermelon, corn, salad, veggies, beans, strawberry pie and Texas sheet cake.  I died and went to heaven, where oddly enough I was eating more sheet cake.






Jacob got to see his cousins Dan and Scott for the first time in, like, 50 years?






Uncle Kurt then elevated himself to the status of coolest Great Uncle in the world by taking the kids to go buy fireworks.  We then set them off out behind the office by the creek.  Cindy had a nice view from the secret balcony.  








I now present the Smiling for anyone else in the entire world but Mom and Dad Award. Gee, who could the winners be?






But wait, did I mention that before all that happened, we got to check out some of the new "toys" that Shane had lying around at the property?  Well, we did!


Old timey motorcycle


Golf cart on steroids


Beep, beep! No brakes, no insurance!


Except for Luke, we all took a turn driving around.






Luke wasn't that interested in driving anyway, which worked out good for us because we kicked him out to go climb rocks while we really let the good times roll ;)






Best realization of a life-long dream to actually be Cinderella: Cindy! for getting up at 6am and feeding these guys before we headed out of Ada and on to our next stop.  


Breakfast time, everybody up!  Hurry, hurry!



This trip marked the 5th time I had been to Ada with Jacob and all five were awesome trips.  We are treated like royalty every time we visit and we love all the awesome company.  Until November, Ada!