I had left Cleveland and Dave the Mechanic. By the way, I took your advice and mailed him a copy of the blog. He was "very touched" (his words). He is doing well and he has a new pit bull. I spoke to him just after Christmas.
I survived the harrowing rush hour trip through Chicago. (at midnight)
I escaped Chicago and made it as far as Wisconsin. I parked in the parking lot of a Walmart and slept like a rock. The next morning I got up and bought some food and a flaming pink plastic bowl to pour my cereal in. I still have the bowl.
I became very intimate with Walmart parking lots. I especially liked the 24 hour Walmarts. I could get up in the middle of the night and use a civilized toilet.
I was nestled safely between RVs and Travel Queens.
I headed out on the road bright and early. I came across this sign at a Wisconsin rest area.
I think it is important to learn something every day.
