Right now I feel like I'm in the movie, "Field of Dreams" because all around me there are...fields. And cows. And silos. And corn. We're chuggin through Minnesota on our way to South Dakota because seeing some presidential heads carved into a mountainside is very VERY neccessary.
Last night, we stayed at Merrick State Park in Wisconsin for $29 bucks.
It was a little expensive, but we were right on the Mississippi (or Mrs. Sippy, whom Ed married and loved with all of his heart) and the site came with electric, dumping station and showers. Oh, and LOADS of mosquitos.
It was actually the first night we hung out inside the RV after dinner because we didn't want to die from blood loss. I may have used the opportunity to trade identities with Jack Johnson. Nobody will ever know. The resemblence is striking.
This morning, we woke up, showered in mosquito-infested nests/showers, poured some cereal, pulled the ol' RV up to the dump site, did our thing there and got going. Wooooo! Goodbye Wisconsin! Sadly, we did not have any cheese.
Our big stop of the day was the Mall of America in Bloomington Minnesota, or as I like to call it: Teen Pregnancy USA. I've never seen so many pregnant teenagers in my life! I feel like Minnesota would truly benefit from some more entertainment or after school programming. More field trips? Something.
Anywho! The Mall of America was the perfect place to get a little pampered. Jac and I went for overpriced pedicures (in NYC, you can get a mani and pedi for under 20 bucks...here it was 45) and then I got a trim, mainly to have my hair washed in non-lake water. Woohoo! Mission accomplished! We also grabbed massive burritos and beer at a Mexican restaurant AND went on a rollercoaster!!!! Video to come.
We made a brief stop in Bird Island, Minnesota just now and a woman told us that "up the road in Olivia, there is the biggest corn cob in Minnesota" so we obviously stopped and had a small photo shoot. Sneak peek:
Things I'm learning whilst on the road:
- every state has hillbillies
- nobody outside of NYC/NJ wears a helmet on motorcycles
- to city folk, a thunderstorm brewing in the middle of an outstretched Wisconsin/Minnesotan corn field perfectly resembles the beginning of the movie, Twister. Panic ensued.
- high school football is a really big deal to certain places.
- gas prices fluxuate between 3.49 and 3.79.
- cigarrette prices fluxuate (NYC = 14.50, Minnessota = 4.00)
-liquor prices stay relatively the same.
-low-fat chips and low-fat cream cheese...what is that? ...do not exist. It's a full fat kinda trip.
-AND this is always a bit jarring to see up ahead:
I'll end on a quote from our Bird Island cashier friend, "You're from New Jersey? What the hell are you doing here?!"
That's all for now!
L
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