Ahh… the freedom of the open road! Sounds other than trains squealing, vile rap music, forklifts, welding, grinding and the other regular shop sounds we had grown so accustomed to. Generally following Route 66 (I-44) towards Albuquerque! Views other than of a gravel industrial lot. Healthier meals cooked at home, instead of constant convenience food. Miles under our tires being made. Washing squished bugs off the windshield (oh…