tired

Started out in Chicago. My great uncle Niall Collins (born in Ireland, County Kerry) woke up early to get us on the road with bagels and directions. We tried to visit Frank Loyd Wright's house and studio, near Niall's house but we hit the road, running. Did see a pic this a.m. of my great grand mother, Mary o'Connor.


So, Liz did the bulk of driving today. We managed around 800 miles. jameson had a couple turns too! He did fine, but Liz and I were on him anyway. I deducted "point" for any small swerves. The road was amazing today. Rt 90 is straight, flat, and little traveled. It really shows some of the vastness of the land. We realized how much faster we were moving than the old horse and buggies!!

Stopped in Siouix Falls for chow, roamed around for a bit and finally found what looked like a good mexican joint. turned out that the asthetic was not matched by the chow. But still fun. On the road for an hour or so more, Liz notices that we have about 41 miles of gas left and we are in the middle of nowhere! Managed to find a tiny town in SD. Population 431! Met the sheriff at the gas station. This town had stories.

Stopped for the night in a small town next to a lake, amidst nothing but farms as far as we can imagine! It is late but surprisingly I am not tired, just wired from the expanse of the landscape and sense of adventure. I'm a cheap date. Just get on the open road and go. We'll see what happens tomorrow when we hit the Badlands. first a little counrty b-fast at Al's. Jesse