"About how many tractors are usually in attendance?"
"Usually about three hundred, but the numbers will probably be down this year. It's wet, but we'll have it, so come on down."
We debated whether to travel another two hours to a tractor show that might be low in attendance and where the grounds would likely be extremely muddy from tractors driving through; we decided to forget about Winfield. Instead, we would backtrack and go north to Manhattan, Kansas, which would put us closer to home. I told Cliff about the Flint Hills Discovery Center in Manhattan. We'd get up next morning and go check that out, since it would shed light on things we had seen in the area already.
It didn't hit me until later at the motel that I am always awake by five o'clock in the morning, and no respectable museum opens before ten. Spend five hours in a motel when we could be heading home? I don't think so. As you can see, our usual lack of proper planning for a road trip came into play.
When we entered Manhattan Friday evening, I saw two motels ahead of us: Hilton Garden Inn, and another that looked equally expensive. Cliff has had a bum leg lately and he'd had about all the driving he could stand. He was ready to stop.
"Cliff, either of these is going to be expensive. Let's just go a little way farther and see what we can find."
We went a few blocks without seeing anything else. So, taking pity on my poor husband, I said, "Never mind, we'll go back and stay in one of those we passed."
As he was turning around, I looked behind us beyond the traffic and through some trees and happened to spot a Super 8.
"Stop," I said. Back there, see between those treetops? It's a Super 8!!!!"
Whew, that was a close call. I'm such a cheapskate.
Although the motel had seen better days, it was clean enough, the staff was super, and they served a decent breakfast. All for $67.50 plus tax. Seriously, all we needed was a bed to sleep in, a bathroom with a shower, a TV to pass time for an hour or so, and free Internet. Why pay twice the price? OK, the Internet was lousy, very slow. But I have 4G on the Ipad, so that was no biggie.
I'm telling the story of our road trip backward, just for the heck of it. Forgive my poor quality pictures. The camera was in the process of shooting craps and died soon after I returned home. I have ordered another, a Canon Powershot SD like I used to use.
|Looking north from the steps of the Chase County Courthouse|
Next entry will be about the Chase County Courthouse.