Morning in Tulsa, Oklahoma, August 2010. My 66th birthday. The plan was to rent a car.
Next to the steering wheel is the map of Route 66, which I travelled in 1966 riding on a Greyhound bus all the way to Santa Monica, CA. Parts of the road still exist, some sections are restored as a historic route, others have been replaced by interstate highways.
The hope of still finding traces of memories and what it felt like to be alive back then…