Last night had kind of a rough ending…..after everyone had turned in at 10:15, except me who was talking to Linda, a school bus full of hooligans (actually they had a different name last night) sandwiched their school bus in between the RV and the next trailer over (an amazing feat in the drivers condition)…..everyone started piling off the bus ( or groping someone near them)….so Sean and Joe thought they should explain how things roll in this area of the campground…..their reply, “I hope you are those early risers….they drive us nuts.” So we moved the RV closer to the busy road and the live music…..I don’t think it was any quieter….but there was a lot less swearing.
Today’s ride was nice….no sun….not much wind and cool. Had some Gulf Fresh Shrimp for breakfast in Mechanicsville. Since Mechanicsville isn’t exactly on the bay, the term fresh was used petty liberally, but as a rule, Iowa seems pretty liberal. A slight setback with 6 miles left to go….somehow Sean ran over another bike….one of those low rider trikes…..at almost 20-mph….he went head over heels….and I was able to miss the mess. Fortunately after some x-rays, he hasn’t broke anything….but I suspect will not have a real comfortable night.
Today we learned a number of things:
• Brats and sauerkraut can be eaten by 7:30 a.m. (only by Joe…I kind of gagged).
• Rock chip makes hill climbing…..and descending an adventure.
• It’s okay to hang condoms from a vendor booth for Planned Parenthood in small town Iowa (again…kind of a liberal bend).
• Camping in a fairground means horse poop and flies….lots of flies.
• People in Iowa are extremely friendly.
• Porta Potties at mid day are incredibly warm.
• We miss our kids screaming “DAD!” for no apparent reason.
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