Our drive to Iowa suggests it could be the Rajanis of America (Bristol ref) as it's full of firework factories. Many which boast "More flash for your cash". Sounds like my neighbour (for those in the know).
We got our next glimpse of the Mississippi by a truck stop - and this is nowhere near it's widest point
20 screens showing 4 games
The bartender thought Mr Cutie & a Keeper looked like Dylan. This does not bode well for the Dylan fest in Duluth. Lou may have to fight for her man. Or run off with a biker. Hmm, close call.
Lou did most of the driving today, so a bit sparse on pics. But this is Foster, an Australian Cattle Dog that we share the house with. Den is filled with joy.
We are in the Quad Cities, in Davenport. Go Mallards! And following the fauna theme, the lawns here are covered in bunnies and black squirrels :)
This evening we are walking to 'The best Mid-West pizza joint in town'. This will obviously be reported on tomorrow. Bet you're as excited as us!! Though doubt it will match the highway advert we saw for a restaurant offering "25 Feet of Food".
Oh, and for all you lovers out there "Add a jalapeño to keep it interesting".
I did not know that: The man who invented processed white sliced bread came from Davenport. As did Bix Beiderbecke.
Awesome: H61 is also the truckers' American Byway. We blasted out Little Feat's 'Willin'' to set the scene.
Banjo: We checked out the local radio stations and were subjected to a mariachi-oompah hybrid musical genre, which appeared to be played on a Stylophone. Rock out!
Diner: Frickles. Lou has found new meaning to her life.
Co-pilot: Lou 8, it would have been 10, but she told Denis he could drive, in a bit of a snotty tone in response to perceived criticism. Den is at 7, for failing to fulfill co-pilot/photographer role. This has been duly noted and performance related wine introduced.
Mozzies: Have they stayed South we wonder? only time and lumpitude will tell.
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