I was happy to get out of Louisiana and didn't even stop in Shreveport at the local sex show but apparently this woman from Alabama loved it. Nor did I go to any of the casinos in Texas that were promising big money and big fun, What is it with the Texans and their notion of "large"?
I drove past Dallas and did not even stop. I had already been to the grassy knoll. I drove all the way through Oklahoma and stopped in a little town right before Kansas called Blackwell. Here is a picture:
I must have gotten there really late, because the Hindi owner was sleeping and when I woke him up he came to the door with a shotgun, but all in all he was nice because he gave me some tea and told me that his hotel was the best. Also, his dog kept on sniffing my leg and the Hindi man did not like that because he kept on looking at me as if his dog were telling him something he didn't know. But I made him happy by buying a forty dollar jar of gin and I went to bed. I told him I was so happy to be almost in Kanasas and he said, "why? are you going to casino in kansas?" "I said no, I was going to Oregon." He said, "you must be smart guy because you only answer in half-truths." Yes, he knows me well, even better than my lover. Oh well.
I slept in a hotel room that faintly smelled of curry; drank some of my gin and woke up at around 10:30 to get back on the road.
About noon time I sped into the direction of a really cool lake in Kansas that I swam in and had lots of fun: here is a picture
Being from Louisiana, any sense of elevation is a thrill because down in new orleans, the only time you get to go up a "hill" is when you take a risk and go over the Huey Long Bridge.
Now, I am in Ellis, KS. It is a small little town and they have a train museum which I may go see after I post this blog. I am sitting in a Travel lounge with a Subway and a Play Land Zone attached to it. There is a door built for children. It is funny to watch adults and children try to go through it.
My camera ran out of juice so I cannot get a picture of it.
I am supposed to be in Fort Collins, Colorado by tonight. I still have to get my dorothy ass out of Kansas and get on to Colorado. I am on Interstate 70 going West. Then I pass Denver. Eve, here I come.