Driving through that much of the country was amazing. It was eye opening, especially seeing Route 66. While it was great, it was also bittersweet: Route 66 represents the greatest time in US history: a booming economy, America as a true worldwide leader, and the world ready to move on from a terrifying war. So much of Route 66 has now closed and decayed and in many ways it does represent the America that people grew up with. In no way am I saying that a Cheeto with a Twitter account and a crappy TV show is going to fix things, but it is a reminder that America could always do better. The Great American roadtrip didn’t die: it got incorporated and homogenized. It became about the destinations and not the journeys. In a car like the Cappuccino, the destination doesn’t matter, you just want to go somewhere, anywhere, and enjoy the sights, smell, and feel of the open road.