The Last Leg and Arrival

We had a pretty interesting day in the car today, but not in any of the truly terrible ways. Left the Casa de Borton around 6 AM fake time and faced some pretty intense rain driving through Des Moines on our way south. Even with the windshield wipers going full speed, visibility was pretty low. Thankfully, we got out of that safely and made our way south out of Iowa and then along the Missouri side of that state's border with Kansas with a good rainfall chasing us the whole way.

We stopped for gas and coffee in a little town in Missouri called Peculiar, which was awesome. That's why I wanted to stop there. I switched out driving with my sister there, and as she was getting back onto the road back to I-35, a truck honked at us. The guy pulls up alongside us, and I'm thinking, Ah, great. We're going to get yelled at by someone. He rolls down the window and shouts, “Where in Michigan are you guys from!?” Turns out he was a Lansing man, born and raised. Awesome.

Finally got down into Oklahoma, and it's...really not what I expected, at least not at the camp itself. Lots of trees, lakes...it's pretty good stuff. I have to go to dinner soon (I'm writing this at 4:45 PM fake time), but hopefully I can update this again before I go to bed.

See you!