As I drove into Kansas, the first thing that greeted me was the smell of the undead flowing graciously out of the garbage truck driving in front of me.
I got to Kansas after hours and hours of flight delays. We flew over a thunderstorm which was moderately exciting, but besides that the trip was uneventful. Instead of the standard honda or toyota, my rental car was a PT Cruiser. I happen not to be a huge fan of the cruiser, but I’m never one to diss my ride.
I got to Kansas around 9:30 local time on wednesday and drove an hour to get to Atchison KS.
looks pretty flat to me… (please note the extra flatness in the PT Cruiser’s side view mirror)
This is a picture of the amelia earhart bridge. at night there are two huge bulbs that fire beacons of light into the air. Like giant lightsaber’s, these beams instill fear and awe. However, I must note that local amateur astronomers must curse the bridge for it’s excessive light pollution.
I stayed at an AMERICINN which was decent. I hit the sack as soon as I got to my room, and woke early to get to the customer site. I was in and out of the customer’s site in less than 3 hours and back on the road. This is a picture from the car as I crossed the bridge from Kansas into Missouri. Kansas is on the right.
It was a weary trip. I fear I didn’t get to eat Steak ONCE. NOT ONCE! this is mostly because every meal I ate was during layover time at the airport. That’s right, between 12:30pm on wednesday and 7:30pm on thursday, I had only three waking hours of non-travel bliss.
As for Kansas, it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. I was expecting an experience equivalent to being impaled by jagged flaming icicles. But really, it was much calmer. I will now fuel Kansas stereotypes with this picture of corn.