We left Jess' place early as she had an engagement with an equine friend of hers, then pulled off the road to:
Historic Blackwater, Missouri: breakfast at Back Roads, the only place to eat in the extremely small town.
We went to a shop modeled after a late 19th century trading post and bought an excellent wide brimmed hat and some stuff to keep mosquitoes away.
Then:
KANSAS
We were warned that driving through Kansas would be "mind numbing," "extremely boring," "flat," "featureless..." The old guy in the shop in Blackwater said "there's one good way to go through Kansas; at 11pm at 30,000 feet." Well, it was flat. But really. It wasn't so bad. I'd describe it as peaceful and serene. There was virtually no traffic, the speed limit was 75 mph, the sky was huge and every now and again there were enormous fields of sunflowers. Unlike New Jersey or Delaware, the highway takes you through beautiful fields with delapidated farmhouses, not ugly, smelly industrial buildings. It was nice. We liked it. Also, there was a wind farm you could see from 12 miles away.
The little black specks you can barely see in the grass are cows, to give you an idea of how huge these turbines are.
We pulled off at Abiline just to check it out. Only in America can the descendants of murderous rot-gut whores get to live so well. There was a lovely park with a swimming pool and skateboard ramps, some historic mansions, and a Purina dog food plant.
At around 7:30pm we saw a huge storm cloud and were warned of a dangerous thunderstorm with potential for golf ball sized hail that would be directly in our path until around 11:30. Having been driving since 9am in a different time zone, we decided it was high time to pull into a motel. So we did. The next morning we had a complimentary breakfast of biscuits and gravy and eggs. Mmmmm.
The little black specks you can barely see in the grass are cows, to give you an idea of how huge these turbines are.
We pulled off at Abiline just to check it out. Only in America can the descendants of murderous rot-gut whores get to live so well. There was a lovely park with a swimming pool and skateboard ramps, some historic mansions, and a Purina dog food plant.
At around 7:30pm we saw a huge storm cloud and were warned of a dangerous thunderstorm with potential for golf ball sized hail that would be directly in our path until around 11:30. Having been driving since 9am in a different time zone, we decided it was high time to pull into a motel. So we did. The next morning we had a complimentary breakfast of biscuits and gravy and eggs. Mmmmm.
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