Nothing But Driving

We left Chicago at 9am this morning, with the understanding that today would be the longest day of driving. Little did we know what exactly a full day of driving would entail...

The drive got off to a good start. And a couple of hours later, we stopped in La Crosse, WI (on the border of WI and MN) population 51,000 (why do I still remember that number?). We went on into a local diner with low expectations, but left filling fulfilled. Between the inexpensive10oz. steak that Jeannie bought, or my eggs and kielbasa it was a great meal. We topped it off with Raspberry Pie Ala mode (holy crap this was a great desert)!!
Jeannie especially liked our waitress, or at least her accent. This is a direct quote, "you are the first WI accent I have ever heard...it reminds me of Bobby's World"

At that point, full of food and ready to go, we had only seven more hours of driving.

Somewhere around the middle of MN, I realized that state sucks, or at least the drive across it does. Between dodging mating birs that seemed dead-set upon hitting my car, and the dozens of "Walls Drug Store" ads (just think of South of the Border, except for South Dakota). A laugh was produced when Brian's exclaimed, "That is the biggest Sarcoff I've ever seen" (what the hell a Sarcoff is e did not know, but it was certainly large).

We did get to enjoy crossing both the Mississippi, and Missouri Rivers.

After 800 miles (thats right), equaling twelve hours of driving, we were all ready to go to sleep.

Stay tuned for tomorrows amazing blog, South Daktoa, not as crappy as you think.