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As it was starting to cloud up and get windy, I took a break in Amarillo and did 3 more miles in a very nice mall there.
Just east of Amarillo, I picked up I-40/Historical Route 66. Last year I drove the entire length of HR-66 and I’m starting to see familiar sights along the way now. A few miles west of Amarillo, in the little town of Adrian, the Midpoint Café marks the geo-mathematical center of highway 66. There’s an old graffiti pickup truck located there that I signed last year when I came through here however, it appears that someone, or something, has removed and replaced my mark with their own. Bummer! I resigned it.
After what seemed to be weeks of driving through Texas, I finally crossed the state line into New Mexico. I am now parked at Kmart for the night.
