The Plains, Day 1

Got off at 9 AM, with a day of moseying along Lake Erie in mind. Good to start off easy, I think, before the highway mad blandness of Indiana-Illinois-Iowa-Nebraska sets in. Jim spilled his coffee on himself in the driveway, but otherwise all systems GO!!! No radio, no clinging to the dismal world. I put on Woody Guthrie and we sang “The Car Song,” “The Land Is Your Land,” and a few Dustbowl Ballads. Our feet-tires were very much in turn with our asphalt-earth. “Home” is now our little Corolla. Oh, then I had to play Pete Seeger singing “Follow the Drinking Gourd” (about escaping from slavery on the Underground Railroad, following the Big Dipper) — lots of traveling music.

We settled in, finally, quieter. We brought sandwiches and avoided chain restaurants. It was rainy along Lake Erie but it didn’t matter. Ohio lawns are battling between Obama and McCain in a way that we don’t see in Blue New York.

We are now at the Best Western in Port Clinton, OH. No cell service – what’s up with that? Glad hotel has wireless. We ate spaghetti and lasagna at Phil’s Place – sauce to die for. Tomorrow: a long interstate drive to Davenport, Iowa.

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