Wichita- praying.

I'm not a religious man by nature but today's forecast of flash floods through wednesday have me bargaining with God. Best part?- we get to come back here in two days for yet another chance to allow Wichita to cast its evil spell. I have to say here on day 6 of our 11 day excursion that this shit is getting tres old. But at least we have Detroit to look forward to.... sigh.
-GB

2:00am Hotel at Dallas/Ft. Worth airport

After a 3 hour post-show drive in order to flee Crockett, I feel I belong in a handicap spot. Wheels at 7:40! -SF

Wichita- land of no escape.

Our two previous attempts to flee Wichita on earlier trips were cruelly thwarted by the weather gods. Alas, stormy weather is again forecast for tomorrow, our projected departure date. -GB

Cavalcade of fun in St. Joe's MO. pt.3

Undoubtedly, the strangest experience we had here was witnessing a tragic and pathetic attempt by the rare, and in this case, apparently gay, Pygmy Moose to couple with our plastic moose friend celebrated previously in these pages. It underscored what I have been told for some time, that moose have exceedingly poor eyesight. It was at this point that I wished that my own eyesight could have been considerably less acute. This image will haunt me for years to come, no doubt. (shudders)

-GB

Cavalcade of fun in St. Joe's MO. pt.2

Next, the dining hall highlighted the racial sensitivity that has long been a hallmark of Missouri. Note that a) one can earn 10 or 15 pts depending on which Indian your dart lands on and b) our boys died in Normandy primarily to guarantee the continued hegemony of Fritos on the critical worldwide snack market. -GB

5:30pm Crockett, TX

A picture of a sign with 5 words is worth a thousand words. -SF

Cavalcade of fun in St. Joe's MO. pt.1

In contrast to the soul-crushing banality that has characterized this tour thus far, St. Joe's proved to be a cornucopia of interesting diversions- first was the unexpected chance encounter with a certain Governor of Alaska. -GB

Asking for trouble in Texas

-SF/GB

The Lord's Diner?

Wichita, KS...a welcome return to America's Heartland.  I spent my afternoon washing clothes and chewing tobacco with the local laundromat owners ("Free Restrooms!" "50-cent Dryer Sheets!!" "Site Monitored By Police!!!").

Later, I decided to cap this near-perfect afternoon with a plate of piping hot flapjacks and scrambled eggs, cooked and served by none other than Jesus Christ Himself.  I was a bit repulsed by the blood oozing from His palms when He brought my plate, but He assured me that, like all food-service employees, He's required to wash His hands and wear a hairnet before preparing meals.  FYI, nobody makes pancakes like J.C.  I told him He had a big tip coming...no surprise, He already knew!

-blogreg

12:45pm (ct) Rt. 45, TX

Giant white guys guard the roads of Texas. -SF

1:00pm (ct) San Antonio, TX

The Hyatt Something Hills Resort. Yes, all seems nice. But we are being lulled; I can sense it. -SF

Could this be Shangri-la?

Wonder of wonders, not only does this hotel have a giant moose, but even better, it features desirable proximity to that great American Culinary Institution, Denny's. But the icing on the gravy is undoubtably the companion figure of an enormous, and I dare say, somewhat threatening, fake bison readily visible in the inspiring view from my room. -GB

A change for the better (?)

After a mind-numbing series of generic Marriott Courtyards and their ilk, it is refreshing to be staying at the Stoney Creek Inn, a hotel that prominently features a giant plastic moose guarding the entrance. We're relatively happy to find ourselves deep in the heart of Moose Country here in St. Joseph, MO and although we haven't checked in, thanks to a ludicrously early flight, and have yet to discover any latent horrors associated with actually occupying a room, we were enormously cheered by the sight of the resin-cast behemoth that greeted us upon arrival. Though I do think this speaks volumes for our rapidly deteriorating mental condition at this point in our trip. -GB

6:11am(et) Dawn over Dulles, VA

Again. This trip has an especially high probability for horribleness, so stay tuned. -SF

New Jersey- as always, living up to its promise.

The view from yet another Courtyard Marriott. If you squint you can get a glimpse of the traffic on majestic I-78, the road on we are oh so fortunate to abut. -GB

One of the hotel "features"

is the ready access to rail transportation right out the front door. JZ/GB

Better view of the mural

taken by one of the Grandmaster's fellow inmates traveling companions, JZ. Note the dude working on the cherry picker. When I first looked out the window, I thought he was part of the mural. -GB/JZ

Scenic Blowing Rock NC

You can't beat the view during a pre-dawn drive through the mountains! -CK

Beautiful downtown Springfield OH

Whether you want to pay a speeding ticket or just get mugged, this is the place for you! -CK

Noon, McLean, VA

My very own window.

"So now we're home
From whence we roam,
To Live, and Laugh, and Share.

To Love and Grow,
But Mostly, though,
To Wash our Underwear."

Was that Shelley?

Travel for me resumes Sunday. -SF