Been there; done that.
05 Oct 1997 09:03:39 -0700
Beach RV Park; Malibu, California :: 05 OCT 97
All of 66 is behind me now. We finished the last little bit
to the intersection of Ocean Ave. and Santa Monica Blvd., then walked
to the end of Santa Monica Pier, just to be thorough. A bit of an anticlimax,
really. Economically speaking, the businesses along old 66 in Los Angeles
don't need nostalgia to make a living. Business is already good enough.
Were it not for the periodic signs
there'd be no reason to suspect you were following The Main
Street of America. And our arrival at the termination of 66 went unacknowledged
by any signs. It just stops. Later, while walking along Santa Monica's
palisades for a look-see, we found a plaque commemorating the dedication
of 66 as The Will Rogers Highway. It's a small plaque, low to the ground
in the park running alongside Ocean Ave. Not something you'd likely notice
unless looking for it, as were we.
And that's it. Done. Next journey, please.
Well, there's all these rolls of film to process, scan to Photo-CD
and make digitally pretty. There's all these journal entries to edit and
reformat for the website. There's all the essays and articles waiting
to pop out of my notes and memory.
And I'm more than half-tempted to do the whole thing over again
and write an exquisite road guide to 66. The existing guides leave plenty
margin for improvement and the market is by no means small. In fact, it's
growing at a pretty good clip, even if the folks in Santa Monica haven't
noticed and aren't participating.
I'm tired and rambly. I'm going to
bed now and sleep this trip off after reading more Kerouac.
More than half-way through On the Road. Hopefully, Kerouac
won't be so anticlimactic.
~~~ Responses Sought ~~~
...besides which Lucille would never understand me
because I like to many things and get all confused and hung-up running
from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what
it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.