Overcast today, lite rain but no snow. We are traveling out of Springfield IL toward St. Louis today for a custard. Lets say, many people follow route 66 by the highway, but then there are the purists. Those who travel the route’s spurs into town and over the countryside. These roads would be to small for buses to travel on. Between the town of Chatham and Auburn MO there is a quarter mile stretch of bricked route 66. Parts of it are broken, a small piece of the brick road will be traveling with us from here on out. For those who have never road over a brick road it is an experience, bumps, places where the earth below has sunk along with a three foot dip. As we drove through the next town we took a spur and I am gawking at the small city street, old homes, some taken care of others falling down. I look up and there is the city police car coming straight toward us, I look down and am going 23 mph and the sign said 25. Glad I was gawking. 
Went down into St. Louis, but the route was going where we did not want to go, to far to the west but on some ones route 66. As the road moved location many times during its life, we were apparently on the wrong one. So we looked at the map and found our route. We then pulled up to Ted Drewes frozen – custard in St. Louie. Wow what a treat, Shirleen’s Fox Treat made with custard and she asked for the concrete variety – blended not a Sundae – with hot fudge, raspberries and macadamia nuts; mine the concrete Hawaiian – with pineapple, bananas, coconut and macadamia nuts.
This is all they serve is custard. One young guy asked the gal where she thought he was from he said he heard about this place and wanted to try it – Alabama. A number of older than I guys, I asked which way is route 66 – he grins and points over his shoulder California is that way, across some wheat fields, over a couple of big hills and you’re there. No seating, but a big parking lot, about a dozen cars sitting there with there occupants eating away. One guy in a Toyota SUV stopped, thru his MacDonald’s bag into the garbage and ordered his custard.
We travelled down the road to look for the famous Wagon Wheel Motel in Cuba MO. Quaint looking place built with a local rough stone outside. Went in to the office and asked if they had room. Yes, we have three at a cost of 20. 22. or a refurbished one for 40$. Could we take a look? Well we looked at the refurbished one, not sure what was done. Dave and Pat, this was three levels down from the hovel in Dubuque. We thought if the expensive one looked like this what does the other look like – don’t go their!!!!!!
Found a Holiday Express and am staying here tonight. When I checked in I mentioned the room rates at the Wagon Wheel, she grinned and said her sister lived there for a week, cost 120$ and all the cockroaches you wanted, even though she went and got a roach bomb to cut into the family with little help.
She suggested Frisco Grill & Pub for a meal. We found it next to the tracks close to downtown, looked OK. Turns the name gives a hint of the decoration of the inside – railroad – San Francisco and ST. Louis railroad. Had our glass of cab, Shirleen had there Roast Beef sandwich on a garlic grilled bun with a white cheese, dipping sauce and fries; I two pieces of fried catfish with fries and coleslaw.
Tomorrow another day and rain in the offing. - Jerr
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