| Sunday, August 14, 2005, 11:00:47 PM |
ok...so, I've hit every festival known to man between California and here. I got lucky in Murdo South Dakota but after that I was sol...or shit out of luck. I drove...and drove...and drove...through South Dakota, MInnesota, and Wisconsin into Indiana and not a room to be found. There was an Irish Festival, another thing, and a water ski festival. At that point it was moot to try to find a room so I just decided to drive past Chicago. I felt like the Blues Brothers...I have a half a pack of cigarettes, a pair of sunglasses...etc.., I drove out to Indiana...and found a truck stop around 2:30 am. I crashed out with my hat...well, wolf's hat...over my face and woke around 5am. I waited a bit and called 2k. whoo hoo....2k to the rescue. Off we went to 2K's house...laundry, showers, beds...what more could you ask for. Life becomes so simple on the road. We did miss the SPAM museum because it was closed on the way in. We did see the Corn Palace...oh I will post pics later. We also enjoyed miles and miles and miles of corn and cattle. We stopped in Woonsocket, South Dakota....the only other Woonsocket in the country....I grew up and was born in the original Woonoscket in Rhode Island. Of course my Woonsocket has 46,000 plus population this Woonsocket was 619...oy I was just thinking of some funny things that happened on the road and I'll try to put those things together soon our kitten |
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