Just starting to catch up again...
Absolutely nothing.
Well... not a whole heck of
a lot, really.
Ha! I knew it!
Because I collect Harley Davidson
poker chips and going that way
brings me half a dozen more chips.
Seems legit.
Thought that was pretty cool.
That is pretty cool, actually.
I took the time
to sashay along the Bob Kerry
Pedestrian Bridge.
Hey, I've been there!
The only real question you have
to ask yourself is...
Why would you want to go from
Nebraska to Iowa.
Well...maybe to officially set foot in Iowa so you can cross it off your list and then not have to see any more of the state.
Did you know there's corn
in Nebraska... and in Iowa?
Yes, I'm aware. Painfully aware.
So...aware...
I saw the sign...
I took the off ramp...
And there was nothing.
Just a sign saying there
was a town seven miles north.
Oh, I hate that! When I use those signs, I'm looking for convenience.
At this point, it was pretty
much a foregone conclusion
that I'd be going to the Danish Museum.
I mean, it's hard to miss a
bright yellow building, amiright?
Oh, and if you look closely,
there's a windmill too.
Well done.
The gas attendant was very
enthusiastic about it
and told me that "Terry"
would be working at the desk today.
Oh. Good.
I walked in and saw a woman
at the front desk.
"Hi Terry!" I said. "How are you?"
Too bad it was a different woman.
Apparently, Terry was on a break.
If you're not familiar with
Victor Borge
(1909-2000), feel free to simply put
it out of your mind and read on.
I love him! Even went so far as to show my kids YouTube clips of his performances.
I have to know: was there a seat belt in there?
If you've never heard of the movie
(or book) called The Bridges of Madison County...
Heard of them...but no explosions, so I didn't read/see it.
I rolled down the window
and the cop, still in his car,
asked. "Are you lost?"
My first instinct was to
immediately say "No".
Well, you are a guy.
And now... behold!
My first ever covered bridge.
Nice. Usually more interesting than your typical bridge.
I hadn't researched the Capitol building
other than to see it was one of the top
tourist sites in town.
And possibly the only tourist site in town.
What I found most interesting
is that the ship was in commission
from 1943-1949, again from 1951-1958
and again from 1984-1990.
It's like the ship has a sign that says, "Break glass in case of emergency or war."
I finally got to try Chick-fil-A.
I won't say it's the best chicken
I've had (far from it), but I will
say that I enjoyed it quite a bit.
So much so that I had it again,
on the drive home.
Hey, good for you!
Of course it's not the best chicken ever. That's the wrong comparison. The comparison is to food at other fast-food joints, in which case there is no comparison.
I've been to Indy, Toronto, Long Beach,
and Edmonton (when they raced there.)
One super speedway and three street
courses. This would be my first short oval
experience and I was really looking
forward to it.
Cool. I know nothing about it, but it seems similar to my interest in golf course architecture.
There were a few relics of
a bygone era of racing on
display and I snapped a
couple of photos.
Neat. Glad you got to see them.
1. The sky was a lot more ominous looking
then the photo really shows.
The sky wasn't just dark... it was dark green.
I was just about to ask if it was green. That's when you really need to take cover! Was in Nebraska once and saw a storm like that--worst hailstorm I've ever seen.
Wow!
During my sojourn in my car,
I suddenly realized that my
race ticket was missing.
D'oh.
There was a neat moment when
Gene Kranz, who was the Chief
Flight Director for Gemini and Apollo
space missions (including Apollo 11)
dedicated the race in honour of the
50th anniversary of the moon landing.
Cool. Of course I recognize him from the Ed Harris character in Apollo 13.
By the way, Ed Harris makes any movie better.
And a second later, they stopped the race
for another rain delay.
Ugh...
I got back to the hotel sometime after 2:00am.
But at least they got the race in!
Back for the next chapter later.