More songs about buildings and food

I hope this is just the result of a restauranteur in Gallup, NM with a sense of humor.

Today we crossed the continental divide, so in a sense we are halfway there. The continental divide is the place where a drop of rain on one side ends up in the Pacific, and on the other side in the Atlantic. It was a bit anticlimactic, since it was fairly flat around there. It just happens to slope away slightly to the east and west. Of course, there was a souvenir shop there where you could get mugs, plaques, etc. showing you crossed the divide, as well as a large variety of fireworks to celebrate the occasion.
We walked our bikes for a stretch on the interstate today. Lots of fun. The smell of fresh tar and asphalt, our bike tires picking up all sorts of stuff from the soft road, and a long walk in bike shoes. Not exactly a tour highlight.
Most of the ride today was on route 66. The railroad parallels the road for at least a few hundred miles. I can see the appeal of being a railroad engineer out here. The scenery can't be beat. The engineers will usually sound their horns if we signal them on our bikes. It's like being a little kid again.