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    • Day51

      Amarillo

      August 17, 2021 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 27 °C

      Da es in Amarillo nichts gross zu sehen gibt und wir einen Tag Erholung brauchen, bleiben wir fast den ganzen Tag in der Unterkunft, die wir glücklicherweise für uns alleine haben. :) Wir frühstücken gemütlich und buchen dann alle Airbnbs in Kanada, die wir, falls Kanada die Grenzen am 7.9. doch nicht öffnen, wieder stornieren können. Um 13.00 Uhr haben wir dann ein wichtiges Date mit den Haldevazern. :) Wir geniessen die Unterhaltung mit der härzigen Familie. Anschliessend trainieren wir, duschen und gehen rasch tanken und für Müggi ein Buch kaufen (das andere hat er in der Unterkunft in South Dakota vergessen). Wir kochen Znacht und schauen noch die Serie Lupin weiter und lesen.Read more

    • Day121

      Amarillo

      October 24, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ☁️ 0 °C

      Heute Morgen trauten wir unseren Augen nicht als wir aus dem Fenster schauten..., es schneiiiiittt!! Die Tagestemperatur lag bei -2°C und gestern liefen wir noch im T-Shirt bei 20°C und Sonnenschein ☀️Read more

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      Winter Reifen drauf

      10/25/19Reply
      Traveler

      Oookeee 🤔 ist das dort normal?

      10/25/19Reply
      Traveler

      Scheint für die Region normal zu sein...🥶, wir sind aber mit M+S Reifen ausgerüstet 😉

      10/25/19Reply
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    • Day50

      Fountain to Amarillo

      August 16, 2021 in the United States ⋅ 🌧 27 °C

      Nein, die Nacht war nicht wirklich angenehm im Dachstock. Zuerst war es viel zu heiss, anschliessend in der Nacht viel zu kalt (wir hatten nur unsere Seidenschlafsäcke) und die Luftmatratze sehr unbequem. Deshalb verlassen wir das Bett und diesen Ort früh und zmörgelen dann nicht weit weg von der Unterkunft entfernt gemütlich in einem Park. Danach fahren wir etwa 350 Meilen bis wir die bunte Cadillac Ranch erreichen, kurz vor Amarillo. Diese Ranch steht entlang der bekannten Route 66. Sie wurde durch Künstlerhippies aus San Francisco errichtet, auf Wunsch eines Einheimischen Millionärs. Die 10 Cadillacs wurden damals kopfüber halb vergraben, im selben Winkel wie die Pyramide von Gizeh. Dann gehen wir einkaufen (yeah, heute können wir wieder einmal kochen und Martina überstrahlt den ganzen Supermarkt, da sie ihren heiss geliebten Hüttenkäse nach Wochen der Abstinenz wieder findet). Anschliessend erreichen wir unsere neue, sehr härzig und liebevoll eingerichtete Unterkunft, kochen, schreiben den Blog und kümmern uns um die Buchung weiterer Corona-PCR-Tests.

      Ps: Übrigens haben wir in Texas eine Stunde verloren (-7h zur Schweiz)
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      😂👍

      8/17/21Reply
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      gseht geil us 😍

      8/18/21Reply

      Wow, it looks like you're having a wonderful time. I am really enjoying looking at your photos and reading your blog. Keep enjoying it all!!!!!! Best wishes, Craig [Craig Braithwaite]

      8/18/21Reply
      Traveler

      thanks Craig, we‘ll do that! 😉

      8/18/21Reply
       
    • Day37

      Amarillo Texas

      May 14, 2022 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 33 °C

      Eine sehr laute Nacht in Adrian gleich hinter der Interstate geht vorbei. Bei schon warmen Temperaturen und Rückenwind radeln wir los. Es geht mit nur ganz wenig Biegungen immer gerade aus. Wir fragen uns, sind wir schon in der Kornkammer der USA angekommen. Beim Anblick der grossen Traktoren und Mähdreschern muss dem wohl teilweise so sein.
      Ein kleiner Punkt kommt immer näher. Durch den nun schon glimmernden Strassenbelag wegen der grossen Hitze, können Conny und ich nicht genau sehen um was es sich handelt.
      Ein anderer Radfahrer kommt uns entgegen. Er kämpf aber nicht nur gegen die Hitze, sondern auch gegen den Gegenwind.
      Brian ist anfangs März an der Ostküste gestartet und fährt bis nach Los Angeles. Dies ist jedoch noch nicht alles. Von L. A. gehts weiter nach Norden um die Schwester zu besuchen, danach über Wyoming etc. wieder zurück an die Ostküste. Für diese ca. 7000 Meilen will er sich 6 Monate Zeit nehmen.
      In Amarillo angekommen wollten wir uns die berühmte Cadilac Ranch noch anschauen. Nach einer Zusatzrunde von 16 km, haben wir die Ranch doch noch gefunden.
      Wegweiser aufstellen klappt in Amerika noch nicht ganz. Da gibt es noch Verbesserungspotenzial.
      Wegen der Hitze vertrauen wir heute auf ein gekühltes Motelzimmer, statt in Zelt gebraten zu werden. Abends um 18.15 Uhr zeigte das Thermometer immer noch 34 Grad an.
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      Traveler

      Hallo Roger und Conny bei dieser Hitze hat man gerne ein kühles Zimmer am Abend. Wünsche euch weiterhin gute Fahrt es liebs Grüessli Iris 😎😎🚴🚴

      5/15/22Reply
       
    • Day32

      Amarillo

      April 8, 2022 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

      Vendredi, 8 avril 2022
      Soline reçoit aujourd'hui son passeport. Tout est donc prêt pour le retour en Suisse prévu la semaine prochaine. La famille a rdv avec Stéphanie la fée kangourou de Soline à la plage.
      Nous quittons Tucumcari ce matin sur la 66, mais l'aventure ne durera pas très longtemps: après San Jon la 66 n'est plus qu'une piste de terre battue. Le paysage a changé, plus de montagnes mais des immenses étendues, parfois vertes donc irriguées. Nous rejoignons l'Interstate que nous quittons juste pour un stop à Adrian, le milieu de la Mother Road, qui se trouve déjà au Texas. Encore une heure de moins. Avant d'arriver à Amarillo, il y aurait un “must" la Cadillac Ranch, oeuvre d'art où des voitures sont plantés dans le sable, mais nous l'avons loupé. L'autoroute est en travaux et réduite à une piste; faut donc toute l'attention de ne pas se faire écraser par les immenses camions. Nous contournons Amarillo pour nous rendre au Palo Duro Canyon State Park, situé 25miles au sud. C'est le deuxième plus grand canyon des E.U.; mais où peut-il bien être, tout est archiplat ici. Il est bien là, on descend jusqu'au fond et une route en boucle permet de le voir de toutes les côtés. Le rocher en forme de tour est l'emblème du parc, le Light-house. De nombreux terrains de camping se trouvent sur place et on peut faire des trails, du vélo etc. Après notre pic-nic,   nous suivons le Pioneer trail, une petite boucle jusqu'à la rivière. Un magnifique endroit! Il ne nous reste plus qu'à trouver notre hôtel dans cette ville de 200’000h.
       
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    • Day7

      Da Oklahoma city a Amarillo

      August 3, 2022 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 35 °C

      In questo hotel è compresa la colazione quindi ne approfittiamo prima di ripartire. La serata di ieri ha segnato alcuni membri del gruppo e in mattinata viaggiamo silenziosamente. Intorno alle 13 ci fermiamo a Elk city e pranziamo in un caratteristico diner che si chiama “Chucks place”, qui alcuni di noi si concedono il classico hamburger con patatine, mentre Nicola opta per un ottimo chili hot dog.
      Il viaggio prosegue ed il paesaggio è caratterizzato da grandi pianure e pochi centri urbani; progressivamente però si fa più arido perché ci stiamo avvicinando alle zone desertiche. Entriamo in Texas e lo capiamo dalle insegne che pubblicizzano steak house, stivali da cowboy, jeans della Wrangler, lungo la strada ci sono anche grandi ranch con bovini e cavalli. Arriviamo ad Amarillo e, prima di andare al motel, andiamo al Cadillac ranch: iconica tappa per chi percorre la route.
      A cena Elisa opta per una cena vegetariana in una tavola calda thai, mentre noi non ci facciamo mancare una bella bistecca e andiamo alla Big texan steak house, famosa per la sfida men vs food che consiste nel mangiare, nel minor tempo possibile, 72 once di bistecca più dei contorni. Dubitiamo di avere la fortuna di vedere qualche concorrente e invece, mentre siamo a cena, ben due signori tentano la sfida, ma non riescono a vincere. Deduciamo che le persone che tentano la gara siano molte visto che noi ne abbiamo viste due per il tempo di nostra permanenza. Uscendo dal locale notiamo un grande cartellone con la foto di un vitello e la scritta “I’m me, not meat! Go vegan”; a questo punto torniamo a casa immersi dall’odore non del tutto gradevole della carne.
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    • Day26

      day 23: Amarillo

      December 22, 2015 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 14 °C

      we left Texas and arrived at Amarillo which was a really Texas looking place especially the hotel it was real old school cowboy set up. we just went into the local restaurant where we were staying that night for tea all dressed up as cowboys and cowgirls, Streety tried to take on the steak challenge which was about 3 kilos of food he managed to eat all the steak but not he veggies. we went next door and just played beerpong and rage cage for the night.Read more

    • Day6

      Day 4 ; The Chicken and the Egg

      June 1, 2016 in the United States ⋅ ☁️ 15 °C

      Bear with me, I'm going somewhere with this.

      It's the classic causality dilemma that has stumped philosophers for centuries, confounded scientific communities and regularly crops up in pub discussions, recurring in rotation alongside 'which local team is doing best at whatever locally-popular sport' and 'dude, we should totally open our own bar'.

      I've sorted it.

      Obviously the egg came first. There were dinosaur eggs FFS. Nick FTW. STFU H8rs.

      But this is a facetious answer. Obviously when people ask 'what came first, the chicken or the egg?", they are referring specifically to a 'chicken-egg'. Well, 'people', even with these parameters properly defined, the 'paradox' is still easily resolveable.

      It was the chicken. Eggs are classified according to whatever laid them; this truth evident each time you slice the top off a boiled chicken-egg and DON'T find a baby-chick-foetus inside. Aside, of course, for that one traumatic childhood experience which is why Woody doesn't eat eggs.

      Ergo, whatever laid the egg that the first actual chicken emerged from wasn't a chicken, but rather a mutated mess that had it away with an equally genetically-distorted fustercluck. Their passionate bonding into what was likely a particularly hideous beast with two backs resulting in the formation of the very first 'chicken', which later laid the first 'chicken-egg' and, thus, breakfast history was made.

      So, why write all the above? Two reasons: firstly, there's very little to write about 'Day 4' of our trip and I had space to fill. But secondly, the reason WHY there's very little to write is because, much like the 'chicken egg', Day 4 was very much defined by what spawned it. Day 4 was the definitive 'day after the night before', with every move we made and every breath and step we took suffering from the 'sting' (didya see wot i did there!) of the copious drinking undertaken on Day 3.

      We woke late, only a few hours after falling asleep, but just-about managed to get out of our motel rooms on the stroke of the 11am check-out time. We then went for an unenthusiastic breakfast at IHOP. Given this acronym breaks-out to 'International House of Pancakes' I've always been somewhat perturbed that they don't seem to exist outside of the USA (you know, 'internationally'), and after tasting their wares this frustration will be only exacerbated.

      Today's plan was to reach Amirillo, Texas. It was Mark's turn to drive and, both objectively and in context, he did well. We stopped only once at a McDonald's for some food. I had a Sausage/Egg McMuffin, since McDonald's here has an all-day breakfast menu. Woody had chicken nuggets, made from chickens that were descendents of the very first chicken born from the non-chicken egg, but couldn't finish them so Luke and I helped out. I think Mark had chicken nuggets too and I don't remember what Luke had, but I'm sure he does so there's something to ask about when we get home, since this blog does to an extent negate the need for the standard 'how was your holiday' line of questioning.

      After McDonald's, the drive continued. Mark decided at one point to deviate from the interstate to travel down a section of Historic Route 66, as we have been doing sporadically over the last few journeys. After a while this 'road' became seriously historic, devolving from tarmac through potholes to become a rough dirt-track. A car passed us in the other direction and whipped-up a rock that struck our windscreen, causing a small crack. In our zombie-like state we barely reacted, but probably need to do something about it.

      We eventually made it to Amirillo. We tried to find a motel in the downtown area but, despite much tedious searching, didn't. Feeling we'd had our fill of the Amirillo 'experience', we drove out to the town outskirts and found a cluster of hotels near the interstate. Ordinarily we'd have compared the meerkat to find the best price, but in our exhausted and hungover condition we opted to stay at the first place we found.

      We checked-in and then collectively (though separately) lay on our beds in silence for a while. We later decided we should have some dinner but also that we couldn't be arsed going anywhere so ordered-in Chinese food. We ate in the hotel's 'breakfast room', encountering spoilers for the following morning. I had sweet and sour chicken, which annoyingly came in the battered-balls form instead of the Cantonese 'with-veggies' style, so did nothing for my developing scurvy. Everyone else had a stir-fry, some of them finished it. I made a great joke involving a fortune cookie, but you had to be there.

      Luke announced that he would like to write a blog entry, but Luke says a lot of things. Still, by transcribing this intent he might feel compelled to follow-through. Peer pressure might work too; come on Luke, all the cool kids are doing it!
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    • Day11

      Texas

      April 26, 2017 in the United States ⋅ 🌙 12 °C

      In Texas angekommen, ging es abends natürlich direkt in ein Steakhaus 🤠😍

      Am nächsten Tag sind wir noch durch Amarillo und den Palo Duro Canyon gefahren. Natürlich waren wir pünktlich zum Anpfiff Dortmund - Bayern wieder im Hotel, um einen wundervollen Sieg zu sehen 😅Read more

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