Day 2 - Etymologies and the Search for the Catsup Bottle

Ivan & I driving through Collinsville, IL. The Samantha we refer to is the GPS. We're in a life & death struggle with her, as she has made as many navigational mistakes as we have trying to second guess her.

She got revenge in sending us on a wild goose chase for the giant catsup bottle. Along with this, Ivan & I discuss the origins of a couple of words.

Will we find the giant catsup bottle? See below. Or just read the previous blog. I didn't plan this out very well.

Route 66 - Day Two - Collinsville and the Wrong Way

Without paying too much attention to what Samantha, our GPS voice, was saying, we ended up going the wrong way down a one way street. An old lady driving the right way flashed her horn, honked at us, and pulled up next to us after we pulled to the side to say, "YOU'RE GOING THE WRONG WAY!"

I only wish I had the presence of mind to say, "How do you know where we're going?"

Here's a vid of the aftermath through Collinsville: