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  • Day12

    City of Angels

    June 2, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 29 °C

    Up early to catch the Surfliner Train down the Californian coast to Los Angeles. I would have posted a photo but it was a bit cloudy and overcast and it looked a bit like Saltcoats at the Glasgow Fair. The train called in at Santa Barbara but there was no sign of Aunty Babs. Maybe she was out entertaining the old folks!

    As I arrived at the 1939 art deco Union Station, Los Angeles, I felt I should be carrying a small dog like so many wannabe stars of yesteryear looking for fame and fortune in Tinseltown. As I only have one day in LA, I decided to make the most of it. Took the Metro then bus to Melrose Avenue and caught the last tour of the day at the legendary Paramount Film Studios. We were a small group of 6 and had an excellent guide - Jackson, an aspiring writer - who gave us a 2 hour tour of the back lot in a buggy. It was quite a thrill walking through the famous Bronson Gate as so many stars have done in the past (Aileen you would love it à la Norma Desmond). I particularly loved the older part which was originally RKO Studios (where King Kong was made), before being bought by Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz, Jr who turned into Desilu Studios and created shows like I Love Lucy and the original Star Trek. As we stood in Sound Stage 29, we were told that this was the very spot where Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers had created their movie magic - unbelievable!

    The back lot too was impressive, with mock ups of New York streets etc where the Godfather was made. Altogether a great visit and a place to be recommended if you are interested in old Hollywood.

    Three buses later and I arrive at the Griffith Observatory high in the Hollywood Hills, near the famous sign. The beautiful deco building featured heavily in the 1955 movie Rebel Without A Cause starting James Dean. It is free to enter and a very popular place to visit especially at sunset, with fabulous views over Los Angeles.

    Lastly a quick visit by Metro to Hollywood proper, and Grauman’s Chinese Theatre and the footprints of the stars. Still can’t see mine there - it must be an oversight.

    Back to Union Station to enjoy the hospitality of the Metropolitan Lounge before boarding the 10pm Amtrak Sunset Limited Service, and my sleeper for the two nights Zzzz...
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    Aileen Johnston

    I hope you asked for Jonesey

    Robert Fyfe

    I did indeed, Aileen but it was his day off 😊

    Anne Houston

    The RKO studios sound fab. Now officially on my bucket list!!

  • Day16

    Remember the Alamo

    June 6, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 32 °C

    What a beautiful city San Antonio is. Definitely my favourite of the three Texas cities I’ve visited. My top priority was to visit the historic Alamo - and it didn’t disappoint. I knew very little about the historic battle in 1836 other than seeing the movie years ago, so the visit was interesting, informative and moving. One elderly gentleman was giving out information about the battle and asked if there were any questions. One wee boy put his hand up: ‘ sir, were you at the battle of the Alamo?’ Moving on swiftly...

    San Antonio’s other main attraction is the River Walk - an extensive European style development of cafes and restaurants along the San Antonio River. I took a river cruise and it was relaxing to see the historic parts of this beautiful city from the river. Another place to be recommended.
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    Ken Christie

    Robert loved San Antonio when visited back in the early eighties. Enjoy the rest of the great American Railroad Tour .

    Robert Fyfe

    Yes, I loved it here, Ken. Looks like you and Bill are having a great time too. Must catch up and exchange notes when we get home. 🤠

  • Day13

    Deep in the Heart of Texas

    June 3, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 32 °C

    The Sunset Limited sped through the night via Palm Springs and into Nebraska. The landscape is now much more desert-like, with great cacti lining the track. My lunch companions were interesting - Rob, a young, overweight railroad worker whose only trip outside the USA was to China where his wife comes from. ‘They do great Chinese food there’ he explained. Really?

    We were joined by a loud voice approaching our table which exclaimed ‘Hi, am Hooleeana and am a cansa suvayva fom Mehico.’ Come again? Oh, you’re a cancer survivor from Mexico, Juliana - thanks for sharing that. ‘Yo wanna see ma scas?’ No thank you ... but it was too late, the top was raised. ‘You like ma haya?’ she said, pointing to her bright red Tina Turner coiffure. ‘Ees a wig’ . ‘El Paso looks nice’ I said, trying to change the subject. ‘El Paso - yoo kidding - ees the ampit of yoo ess of a.’ Ah well, back to lunch.

    We travelled through the great belly of Texas - hour after hour of endless desert and scrubland with occasional mountain ranges - like scenes from so many westerns. Early on the morning of day 2 on the Sunset Limited we arrived in San Antonio. My planned connection to Dallas was interrupted due to flooding on the line, and the Texas Eagle train only went as far as Fort Worth. From here I caught a local train for the hour-long trip to Dallas (sings: ‘Big D, Little A, Double L,, A S’ - name the musical).

    Big D was hot and humid but still cloudy. Went for a walk to the Texas Book Depositary and Dealey Plaza where President John F Kennedy was assassinated in 1963. It was a strange feeling to be standing on the spot so familiar from TV documentaries.
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    Margaret Morris

    I told you not to seek to strange ladies!! Lol. X

    Anne Houston

    Robert you definitely have one of those faces that's attracts weird and wonderful characters! I mean - look at Runway!!!😂😂😂

  • Day56

    Day 56 - HELL Paso

    June 16, 2019 in the United States ⋅ 🌙 28 °C

    We had an undisturbed sleep, despite the presence of so many ghosts in Tombstone. Apart from my reading glasses snapping!

    By 9.30am we were ready & back on the road. We continued east on the Arizona 80 to the mining town of Bisbee. It was dead, as if everyone was still sleeping in from the night before. The town was quaint, but we might have felt slightly out of place if we had stayed here. The whole town was decked out in Rainbow 🌈 Flags. Just south of Bisbee was the impressive Copper Mine, where there was a Viewpoint for us to stop at.

    On we went to Douglas, then headed north, still on the Arizona 80 to Road Forks. This road was virtually straight (unlike Bisbee) & virtually traffic free. The road was 81 miles long, through a rocky desert & it felt like you were genuinely in the middle of nowhere. Jackie was convinced that we could get murdered & never be found. We weren’t!

    On this stretch, which crossed into the State of New Mexico, we saw our 3rd Coyote which was on the roadside, but had slunk away before I could train my camera on it; then we saw a Roadrunner, but when I stopped a car appeared forcing me to move on without a photo. Finally a pair of Turkey Vultures munching on dead rabbit even evaded me by flying off every time I raised my camera, then only returning as I drove off.

    The only thing of note was a Monument commemorating the Surrender of Geronimo on 4th September 1886 in nearby Skeleton Canyon. Geronimo had surrendered several times previously, always escaping shortly after, but on this occasion he agreed to the surrender terms. He was in fact the last American Indian Warrior to surrender to the United States & this finally ended the Apache - US conflict.

    At Road Forks, we picked up Interstate 10 again, but came off at Lordsburg for water at the petrol station, then McDonalds for an iced coffee. It felt decidedly rough, mainly Mexicans & long distance lorry drivers. We didn’t hang about, but continued east.

    There was nothing to see on this road, but sign after sign warning us of the risk of dust storms & advice on what to do. They warned that in the event of a dust storm we could encounter zero visibility & we should pull over on to the hard shoulder & wait until it passed. We didn’t encounter a dust storm, just the odd dust devil, which was just as well as we had the top down.

    We passed by Deming to Las Cruces, where sadly I’d forgotten that we needed to seek out the jail where Billy the Kid was housed. The Interstate than headed south towards El Paso, but for no apparent reason the SatNav took us off on the 404 to Chaparral, not sure if it was ‘High’. It was actually a pleasant route, then we headed south on the 213 & over the State Border into Texas.

    We stopped at a Walmart for bottles of water & new ‘peepers’, then continued into El Paso for a look round. We headed for the city centre & drove past the Holocaust Museum, History Museum & the baseball ground called Southwest University Park. It was busy because fans were arriving for a game & resulted in us having a row about whether I should take photos or concentrate on my driving.

    By now it was 6.00pm, we had skipped forward an hour, so we decided to sort out our accommodation for the night. I found an absolute bargain on Booking.com, which was just a couple of miles away, but the SatNav was saying it would take 75 minutes to get there. It was in Mexico!

    Our next selection looked rough, so we tried again & chose Extended Stay America near El Paso Airport. It looked ok from the outside & was cheap, so we booked it on-line. The receptionist who had been smoking outside the back door had a series of forms for us to fill in, mainly deeming us liable to a $250 charge if we smoked within 100 feet of the motel!!

    Instead of dropping off our rucksacks, we went straight out to see what food was available nearby. We ended up at the Corner Bakery Cafe, where we both had very acceptable bowls of pasta & lemonade. After, we returned to our motel & parked our ‘inconspicuous’ car close to the stairwell. The stairwell was a disgrace, with dustbins, not just overflowing, but hidden by stinking bags of rubbish & there were fag butts everywhere.

    Our room is large, but the beds were hardly made, the sheets definitely hadn’t been ironed & there were bits on the floor. Luckily we have an end room, so there is no walkway outside our window, but the windows must be single glazed, because we can hear every noise outside. The other residents seem to all have vans & lorries, which they seem to feel the need to have to rearrange the contents of during the entire evening.

    As I write, we are in bed praying that our ‘Doodle’ remains unscathed over night. El Paso has a nasty feel about it. Every road junction has people accosting you, trying to sell you something. Jackie doesn’t feel comfortable here, but it is too late to go anywhere else. I daren’t tell Jackie that just 3 days ago, it was discovered that 100s of ISIS Fighters had entered the US from Mexico via the El Paso Border.

    Hopefully we will be out of here 1st thing in the morning & will never need to come back.

    Song of the Day - El Paso by Marty Robbins.
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    Angela Bambridge

    I know somebody you could have stayed with in El Paso!!!! What happened to Day 55?? X

    Simon and Jackie Annals

    Don’t tell us that now. This place is awful. Day 55 was the Doodle bug to Tombstone.

    David Byng

    Maybe you should set your sights slightly over ‘bargain’ !!! 🤔

  • Day20

    Mobeetie - Texas

    August 17, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 38 °C

    Bad weather here forced us back to Wheeler for dinner. Never have I seen such a storm or felt the effects of it. We could see the lightning coming down straight & thought we may go around it but even at the outer edge we were toast. Massively soaked in seconds we turned back. These pics don't do it justice. Storm chasers we are not! 🤯Read more

    Global Adventures

    Little bit scary on a bike, aye.


    Yea scarey alright! Almost tip us over!

    Noldy Rust

    Loud pipes don’t scare storms away either??

  • Day15

    Dallas - Texas

    June 5, 2019 in the United States ⋅ 🌧 21 °C

    Had a great sleep in a huge double room with a giant bathroom you could have swung a pussy or two in. The Hampton Inn and Suites had good facilities including a laundry (which I used) and a gym (which I did not). Unusually for American hotels, breakfast was included.

    After a hearty repast, I set off to spend the morning at Dallas’s top attraction - The Sixth Floor Museum at Dealey Plaza. Spent almost 3 hours in this fascinating museum exploring the events leading up to and following the assassination of JFK on 22 November 1963 - over 55 years ago. I remember as a 10 year old standing in our kitchen in Easterhouse seeing my Mum upset as the news broke out on the radio. It was a very moving experience standing on the 6th floor spot where Lee Harvey Oswald fired the fatal shot (although the museum acknowledged the many other theories that exist even to this day).

    As the trains north of Dallas were still disrupted due to flooding, my only alternative was to go by Greyhound Bus to my next destination - Austin, Texas. Dallas Greyhound Terminal was packed, and it struck me that I was the only Caucasian there. Again a lot of homeless folk had congregated to escape from the heat and enjoy the air conditioning. One lady demonstrated considerable skill by holding a baby on one arm while removing two tee shirts and a bra from under her multicoloured top with the other. Well, it was hot.
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    Margaret Morris

    Remember that day 55 years ago 😢

  • Day63

    Day 62 - The Bats Have Fled.........

    June 23, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ☁️ 27 °C

    Struggled to get out of bed for a 9.30 breakfast & it was hardly worth it, particularly as some simpleton opposite was putting me off my food. After breakfast I tried to catch up with my blog, before we had to vacate our room.

    We headed east back to Stonewall, passing numerous wineries, including Fat Ass Ranch & Winery, Six Shooter Cellars & Armadillo’s Leap Winery. The Stonewall Peach JAMboree was just starting up again for a full day of events.

    We continued on to Johnson City, famous for being the home town of Lyndon B. Johnson. It was a bit arty, but not enough going for it to justify us stopping. Eastbound we continued through the wonderfully named Dripping Springs, which disappointingly turned out to be a town solely selling farm equipment. One sign boldly claimed ‘Patriot Erectors of Dripping Springs’. The mind boggles!!

    Our SatNav took us on a diversion via Bee Cave so that we could approach Austin, Texas via the relatively famous Pennybacker Bridge. From there we went drove to Umlauf Sculpture Garden, we parked up & saw it had a $5 entry fee, so we gave it a miss. To be fair we had seen a lot of the sculptures on the way in & Jackie is not a fan.

    Instead we drove to Zilker Park, which was heaving with cars & people all visiting Barton Natural Springs Pool. This is why we hate weekends.

    Without stopping, we continued to HOPE Outdoor Gallery, described as an Austin Graffiti Mecca. I don’t know why, but it had a fence & barbed wire around it, however the Graffiti could be clearly seen. It was ok, nothing amazing, but there seemed a steady stream of people arriving to see it.

    Next was The Bullock Texas State History Museum & State Capitol that we viewed from the outside only. By now it was mid-afternoon & we were looking for a suitable Downtown hotel. They were either ridiculously expensive or not very nice looking & probably not clean enough!

    As a result we drove several miles south & picked up a nice Ramada hotel for a lot less. Again we spent the last couple of hours of the afternoon by the pool.

    Close to 7.00pm we took an Uber+ back into town, which dropped us off on South Congressional Avenue Bridge, also known as Bat Bridge. People were already waiting on the the bridge & along the riverbank, so we bagged ourselves what we considered to be a perfect spot & waited for dusk.

    We, with everyone else, were here to witness the natural phenomena of nearly a million & a half Mexican free tailed bats leaving their roost in the crevices under the bridge sometime shortly before dusk. They are the largest colony of urban bats in the world. Their departure each night lasts about 20 minutes & they eat 30,000lb of insects nightly, which is important for the ecology of Austin.

    Over the next hour, the crowds massed 4 deep on the bridge & the river banks were chocker-block. On the Colorado River below, the official Bat Bridge Tour Boats were out & cruising up & down, there were flotillas of kayaks & even a couple of swan pedaloes. We all waited & waited, some people were forced to leave as they had dinner reservations, then the rumour mill started. We heard that last night the bats came out at 8.30pm, then 8.40pm & then that they didn’t come out at all.

    At 9.15pm, it wasn’t looking good. It was nearly dark, the Bat Bridge Tour Boats were departing, so after a further 5 minutes we called it a day. We had waited on the bridge for a total of 2 hours 10 minutes for nothing, the unpredictability of nature is a wonderful thing!!

    We found a rough Aussie bar for a beer & more importantly a wee. Then headed out in search of pizza. I directed us to Rainey Street where it looked like there were a few bars & food joints. What we hadn’t anticipated was the sheer volume of youngsters heading to the same street. Despite this we found an outside bar immediately that had a pizza van in it’s grounds. So we had a slice of pizza & a beer.

    Jackie didn’t feel comfortable in all the crowds (she is not a city girl, we are discovering!) & expressed a desire to go back to the hotel. I was keen to see where all the crowds were going, so we compromised. We would walk the length of Rainey Street which was heaving with bars & clubs heaving with youngsters, then I would order an Uber. Unfortunately the other end of Rainey Street was a bit less salubrious, it was unlit, with blocks of flats & people hanging round in the shadows. This didn’t help Jackie’s nerves!

    Luckily we got to a crossroads, a suitable pick up point & ordered an Uber which arrived within a minute to take us back to the hotel & bed.

    Song of the Day - Bat Shit Crazy by The Amorettes.

    Bonus Song of the Day :-

    Graffiti by The Cadillac Three
    Under The Bridge by All Saints
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  • Day18

    Big Bend National Park

    October 1, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    Muss von gestern Abend noch berichten.

    Hier ist es in der Nacht Stochkdunkel und hier soll es die sauberste Luft der USA geben. Und was soll ich sagen es war traumhaft.
    Tausende Sterne am Himmel, die Milchstraße und die eine oder andere Sternschnuppe, oifach traumhaft.

    Genauwas für so Romantiker wie mich

    Heute morgen dann los in den 50km entfernten Big Bend NP.

    Wie immer Foto von dem Eingangsschild machen.
    Liegt da ne Klapperschlange.
    Tod denken wir, regungslos kein gezüngel
    OK die lebt nemme.
    Paar Bilder gemacht von ihr.
    Will gerade ins Auto steigen, bewegt die sich.
    Mawe schnell noch ein Video gemacht und ein paar Fotos und dann ist se verschwunden.

    Weiter in den Park.
    Kleine einstündige Wanderung.

    Dann weiter zum Balance Rock.
    Erstmal 10 km auf ner Schotterpiste hingefahren.
    Dann noch 1 Stunde hin und eine zurück gewandert, über Stock und Stein.
    Aber es hat sich gelohnt.

    Zurück am Wagen. Rückwärtsgang rein paar Meter gefahren und zack stecken geblieben.

    Koi Problem 4 wheel Drive. Nix zu machen der Dogde gräbt sich immer weiter ein.
    Was tun.?

    Ranger anrufen und warten., dauert mindestens 90 min. bis der kommt. OK warten ist ned Mawes Stärke.

    Zum Glück kam ein Ami der einen Spaten im Auto hatte.
    Mawe und Martina kräftig am schaufeln und nach 2! Std. Waren wir frei.

    Beim wegfahren kam dann auch der Ranger.

    Fix und fertig erstmal ins Hotel a Bierle trinken
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    Silvi Griesi

    Das ist doch Adventure 😍 cool

    Harley Didi

    Da wäre ich gerne dabei gewesen. Aber nur zum Fotografieren und Dumme Ratschläge geben 🙊🙈🤣👍

    Markus Weber

    War richtig klasse. Bis auf das eingraben.

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  • Day121


    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

    Daniel Höse

    Winter Reifen drauf

    Madeleine Gersbach

    Oookeee 🤔 ist das dort normal?

    Sind mal kurz weg

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

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  • Day159


    March 26, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 20 °C

    Zug fahren hier ist eine ernsthafte Angelegenheit und nicht die schnellste Reisemöglichkeit von A nach B. Das Perron ist abgesperrt. Zutritt nur mit Ticket. Der Wagon wird einem zugewiesen. Dann bekommt man den Sitzplatz zugewiesen. Güterzüge haben Vorrang. Dafür gibt es einen Panoramawagen und ein Zeitfenster fürs Essen: 30 Minuten pro Schicht im Speisewagen. Von Tucson nach Austin: 24 Stunden Zugfahrt. Mit 75 Min. Abgangsverspätung.
    Meine Zugfahrt führte mich vorbei an er mexikanischen Grenze und der Stadt Él Paso. Da es in manchen Gegenden schon mehr geregnet hat als sonst das ganze Jahr über, blühte auch die Wüste.
    Austin ist eine Stadt in Texas aber eine interessante Stadt und es wird betont, die Stadt sei anders. Viel Musik und viele Studenten (allein Studierende 50000) ausserdem Dell als grösster privater Arbeitgeber (13000 Personen).
    Mein nächstes Ziel: New Orleans, mit dem Flugzeug.
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    Aga Pok

    Great pics, as usual!

    Francoise Martinides

    Hallo Irmgard, schon beeindruckend, die riesigen Distanzen. 24 Stunden Zugfahrt ist ja nicht ohne. New Orleans wäre auch eine Wunschdestination von mir. Auf den Spuren des Blues auf einem Mississippi-Dampfer. Wir wünschen dir weitere spannende Entdeckungsreisen. Bleib gesund und munter! Liebe Grüsse aus der Schweiz von Markus und Françosie



    Barbara Dietrich

    Grüsse vom Lesegrüppli. Wir sitzen gerade zusammen und träumen von Deiner Reise. Erika, Rebecca, Lena und Barbara


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