I’ve done that cross country thing three times - it’s loads of fun if you’re a true masochist!
I did Baltimore to Seattle to L.A. to Memphis to Baltimore.
Then I moved from Baltimore to Portland
About ten months ago I flew to Tampa to help my friend drive to Portland. Aided by the rejuvenating power of St. Ides (Our motto: Malt Liquor Gets You There Quicker) , we did the whole 3,200 mile trip in about 36 hours with a stunning total of 2 hours of sleep.
You should:
Drop by Chicago. Cecil has a standing offer to all dopers - his guest room for the night and all the jerky you can eat.
Have the car break down in Wisconsin. I did, and I while I was stuck somewhere just past the End of Time, I met some of the nicest people on this godforsaken continent. And I stocked my trunk with rediculously cheap merchandise from a local Wal-Mart.
Drive as quickly as you can through Minnesota. This “State” may drive you to drink.
Stop in Sioux Falls, SD and climb on some of the cool rock formations along the falls. Oh yeah, and marvel at the stench of rank livestock auctions.
The badlands are baddass. Get out of your car, stretch your legs and just try to get a good picture without some guy in a Hawaiian shirt or some brat throwing rocks in it. Damn RVs.
If you want a detour that will REALLY pay off, go through NW Wyoming to Yellowstone. This will easily eat up at least two days.
Montana is spectacularly mundane. Stop and crack up at the sign that says, “You are now entering Butte”. I laugh even now. And feel free to take the guided tour of Insane White Separatists.
Idaho is gorgeously green and mountainous up north. And the local streets are actually paved with gold.
If you were a Northern Exposure Fan, right before the mountains of Washington State, make sure to stop in Rosyln (sp?). That’s where they filmed the series - stop at the Brick for a cold pint of local brew. You’ll learn all sorts of juicy gossip about the cast and crew.
If you’re doing this the first week of June, I’ll be in Seattle for a Mariner’s game and I’d love to meet you.
And most importantly, bring a small figurine you can put on the dashboard and talk to. Some of the truckers thought I was a bit strange, but they didn’t say anything because my friend on the dashboard was Godzilla and you don’t mess with him.