It was a treat of a stopover southeast of Denver, not because of our campground, but because we were able to visit with my cousin Chris, his wife Christy, four of his six great kids, and two great dogs. I am so thankful to have had that time. I learn so much from some people, and they are a complete course in positivity, kindness, and service to others.
A quick stop in Waco, NE for sleep, and we were on the road shortly after 7 this a.m. It was grey and foggy and fifty, and it didn’t change for 350 miles. Then it was grey and foggy and 60.
Just ick.
Behind the grey veil, Iowa looked OK! Rolling hills, very green and lush, and, they do try to beat theie ugly state rep with art. Strange art, but I give them credit for trying.
We listened to the radio, I googled trivia quizzes, and we listened to The Art of Racing in the Rain on audible. We are beat, and there 105 more miles until Michigan City Indiana.
The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow, so they say.
Our Wendy House Travels 