Road Trip, Day 3 and 4
First, I need to correct my spelling. DES MOINES was where we stayed.
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OK!! XM radio has kinda dropped to only talk stations. D: D: D: Not having music readily available has been REALLY BAD!! It's tough to drive so many hours without good music. Station surfing has been futile, since most of the music is either really cheesy Christian soft rock or Country...a LOT of Country music. Now that we're closer to Detroit, the music shifted to more grunge Rock and R&B, which is better. But yeah, XM radio if I EVER rent a car.
Nothing much to report, in terms of scenery. It's pretty much...green. Lots of grass, trees, ominous thunderclouds but no rain. We've been reading up and listening for changes in weather forecasts and levy statuses. Luckily, we were clear of any danger.
Being a Californian, I haven't actually seen first-hand the destruction of a twister. We passed by a spot, where a twister traveled, from one side of the freeway to the other. It was like God drew a very quick line with His index finger, through the length of a metal barn house, two rows of trees, just missing a house. It's not something I'd want to experience, I think.
Yesterday, I thought the driving was fine. Today, though, I have decided that I will NEVER drive from Des Moines to Michigan again. NEVER!! The farther east we traveled, the worse the drivers were, leading up to driving through Illinois, Indiana, and now, Michigan, with the ones with Illinois plates being the worst. The road construction and conditions didn't help either. I know...in my HEAD I know...that I should just drive and let it be. The Los-Angeles in me thinks differently.
I should buy jellybeans tomorrow. It helps with the road rage.
Here's a disgusting realization: I figured out what the red spots on my car were. At first, we thought they were from mosquitoes, because there are a lot of them. But it didn't quite make sense. Those were a LOT of red spots. Then I realized what it was. See, on a highway where the speed limit is 75, drivers hit things, and those things happen to be road kill. I have seen a LOT of roadkill...a coyote, deer, prairie dogs, raccoons (lots of raccoons), and other things that have been so decimated that they've become unrecognizable. It makes a horrible mess, which is not at all sarcastic. It really is horrific. Thus, while driving at that very fast speed, the splatter of blood and other matter from passing cars... o_o That's why I'm refusing to touch parts of the car.
Today, we're staying with Linh's friends. Their daughter is behind me, rearranging her stickers and using the computer. After several days of driving, sandwiches, and motels, this feels like a little sanctuary.
For the curious, I have a link to Linh's pictures. I gave up taking pictures; they turned out REALLY bad because I was blindly shooting them at whatever I thought I was pointing at. I'll send them to people, if they wanna see.
Time to sleep, to drive for another day.