Joliet – Route 66
The birth of “the mother road,” my inner beatnik smiles and nods.
The birth of “the mother road,” my inner beatnik smiles and nods.
Millennium park, deep dish pizza, an exquisite art gallery – clearly Chicago had more to offer than mob history and drive by shootings.
A lesser mentioned destination the cliff dwellings of Mesa Verda defied the imagionation and inspired such wonder.
A very badly painted sign draws my attention to an easily missed but very enjoyable national treasure.
This was one of my favorite destinations – the beauty of this pace could engulf your entire spirit. The Jeep was far less appreciative.
I got to meet extinct American Rhinos – and a “horned rodent” among other things.
Greasy, half-dressed, and ill-kempt I stumble out of my tent and get lost on my way to the bathroom.
A beautiful city full of surrises. This East Coast girl finds a new favorite spot.
Baby komodo dragons, a pissed off mongoose, tapirs, meowing lemurs… this zoo had it all.
A swing and a miss!