Hi All,
I am having a tough time writing blogs in neat chunks. That's what my other writing is for. I sort of ramble here, and here, I am in a motel room in Green River, Utah, 6 days into a cross-country trip from Baltimore to Los Angeles.
Thoughts so far--the country is smaller than I expected. The people have been super-friendly. There is a huuuge Hair Ball in Garden City, KS, where they used to grow sugar beets. Somewhere in a Kwik Stop in Indiana, a young woman right now is saying "Welcome to Kwik Stop" in a most friendly way to everyone who comes in. Wichita, KS just blows by you if you're not looking for it. If you come at the right time and are reeeally nice, you can get let into the Negro Baseball League Museum on Monday when it's closed, and get the whole museum to yourself. There is some amazing beef in Kansas, which translates to amazing pho in Dodge City.
The huge giant cross in Effingham IL is built with U.S. union labor, which makes me even happier than hearing how bikers hold services there an some swear to give up drinking or smoking right then and there.
Pepperoni sticks ain't what they used to be; stick with the beef sticks. And if you are nice (again--it's really paying off to be nice) you can use a restroom that is not open to the public, ride to the top of the Gateway Arch in St. Louis when all the tickets are sold out, and eat at a Burger King in Grand Junction, CO when the lobby is supposed to be closed. It seems that every region has its own potato chip, but really not worth the calories; spend time on stuff like green chili in Denver and most excellent BBQ in Kansas City.
And yes, you can find Vietnamese everywhere.
Signing out for now,
Ryka
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