When I make a portrait of a tourist, I like to place them in the context of what they may be experiencing. I saw this woman waiting alone at a table in this café, which stands alongside of what once was historic Route 66. . Behind her is an enormous mural paying homage to the legendary automobiles that once passed this spot on their way from Chicago to California. I found a vantage point that incongruously made the huge red car seem about to crash into the subject. She looks dispassionately at me in the lower left corner of the frame, while the huge figures of two romantic Route 66 travelers embrace in the upper right corner of the frame. The oversized Chevy links both parties. The tourist does not seem to acknowledge where she is – something I find very common in my travels. She is relaxing, and now is not the time for her to even be conscious of Route 66 and its colorful history.