OK so this is one for the record books. Driving across I40 we decided we needed gas and lunch, and pulled off onto Route 66 — Goffs Road– expecting a regular truck stop. Instead we found a restaurant and gas station with lots of rock and roll blaring in the parking lot. A nod to Kerouac and the beats, although the music we heard was Springsteen and Journey.
Route 66 may be historic, but it sure is expensive. They charged $4.99 a gallon for gas, wouldn’t take American Express, and posted big signs “restrooms for paying customers only.” Pity the poor guy who stops to pee but can’t afford it.
After paying $84 for a fill, we decided to eat elsewhere. At least Cassie had food in the car! Happy girl.