Moving to Oklahoma: Day Two (You’re not in Kansas anymore)
Day two of our trip got off to an early start. We can thank our cats for that. Our cats don’t like to be out of the house and decided at about 5am that they were ready to get out. Since they made sure to it that we couldn’t sleep, we decided to just get up and go. Not getting much sleep, and driving through Kansas is not exactly a good combination. This is made quite evident by the occasional road sign advertising free coffee at all Kansas rest stops. Unfortunately, neither I nor my wife likes coffee.
We drove for about an hour before stopping the first time. I was feeling pretty much awake by that time, but my wife was still having trouble concentrating on driving. Luckily, one of our cats decided that today was the day to create all kinds of noise during the entire trip to keep here awake. With Prairie Dog Town behind us, there didn’t appear to be any more sites to see in Kansas. The good news is that we soon hit I-135 and started heading south to Oklahoma.
I was excited to see the border of Kansas and Oklahoma. Every truck and rest stop that we visited had all kinds of Wizard of Oz stuff and I was just dying to see a big sign on the border that said “You’re not in Kansas anymore!”. I was, however, greatly disappointed. There was no such sign.
Northern Oklahoma was much like Eastern Colorado and Western Kansas, more nothing than I have ever seen before. However, after getting further south, the landscape got greener, and there were more towns. We stopped in Guthrie on the way through, which is the site of the Oklahoma International Bluegrass Festival in October. Being a banjo player, I’m definitely looking forward to that.
Less than an hour after Guthrie, we were in Norman, our new home. After picking up the keys to our rental unit, we were pleasantly surprised by our new home. It looked a lot better than either of us remembered it when we visited a couple of months earlier. We still plan on making quite a few changes to the place, but there’s no place like home even if we aren’t in Kansas anymore.
