Alexander Basek of the New York Post went to the Route 66 town of Miami, Okla., where he checked out the Route 66 Vintage Iron Motorcycle Museum, ate at Waylan’s Ku-Ku restaurant, and learned how to pronounce the town’s name (hint: it doesn’t sounds like the big city in southern Florida).
The whole thing is worth reading, but this conclusion should bring a smile to any roadie:
Miami’s charm comes from being of America. It’s so thoroughly rooted in our culture, though, that it blends in — making it all too easy to keep driving.
That would be a mistake. Next time, take the exit and pull in for a burger at the Ku-Ku. All roads don’t lead to Miami anymore, and we’re not necessarily better off for it.