|This shows people riding various vehicles they brought from home to ride, heading to the entry of the show.|
The motel we booked was pretty crummy, but it was cheap; and while the hallways smelled of musty cigarette smoke, our room was very clean. It was a Motel 6, so no breakfast was served; I solved that by taking the electric skillet: We had bread and gravy the first morning and then pancakes for supper. The second morning we each had an egg sandwich. I'd also taken along some cantaloupe and grapes, so we had fruit whenever we wanted it.
It was a long, six-hour drive from Kansas City to middle Illinois, but we weren't delayed by road work anywhere and made good time. I picked an audio-book at random from the public library, Sue Grafton's "'P' is for Peril", written in 1986. The first half of it was pretty slow, with very little action. Still, it made the miles go by faster. Coming home, the story got more interesting; unfortunately, we didn't finish it before we got home. Maybe we'll listen to the rest during our after-dinner siesta time. We need to know how our heroine stymies the bad guys!
One of the best things about the weekend was the weather! It could have been raining, or it could have been 100 degrees; however, we had highs in the 80's, with downright chilly mornings. You don't often see that in August. It was perfect weather.
Like much of the country, Illinois farmers have had far more rain than they'd like. At one point we chatted with a man who goes to the farms checking the crop damage so they can receive the money that's theirs from crop insurance. He's seen some claims that yielded checks over half a million dollars, he said.
I'll be back with more tomorrow. This is just a start. I will leave you with a couple of pictures, one before and one after restoration. Yes, it really is the same tractor in both shots.
|Lousy picture, I know. But you get the idea.|
Time to get Cliff out of bed. I'll be back tomorrow with more stories of our wild weekend (ha!).