Across State Lines...

After waking up and checking the weather, it looked like I would once again be riding through a downpour. However luckily I only went through about 20 minutes of moderate rain. One thing I did encounter today something new, unpaved roads. Google maps apparently doesn't take these mundane things into account. However I did learn that dirt roads are much worse than gravel for bike riding. I did manage to avoid the worse of the two. Gravel does manage to make pedaling much harder. After passing into Kansas I was able to stay on paved roads the whole time. While I was stopped at a gas station, a Jehovah's Witness came and had a chat with me, I swear, I go halfway across the country and they still manage to find me. For my first day back I think I managed to do pretty well. Although I am wiped, I think I am still a little run down from yesterday. I think it is time to get some rest and try this all again tomorrow; until then....

I am really getting sick of Kansas City....

Or I guess the true phrase would be "I am really getting sick IN Kansas City". I don't know what I ate or when I ate it, but something hit me hard. I am leary about being stranded out in the sticks on my bike without provisions within reach. So in the interest of self-preservation I have rented my motel room for another day. My new found friend Pepto and I are going to spend an intimate day together. Luckily a bike trip lends itself to this kind of to recouperation, gallons of Gatorade, a box of saltines, a warm bed, and a TV. Anyways, I have returned my car, so I am going to be within 300 yds of this bed all day. Until tomorrow....

The Tourist's Log Part One...

After meeting some of the locals last night, I got the recommendations on what I should see today. Combining that with the literature in my room I came up with a plan of action. After leaving the hotel I headed to the Garden of Eden and toured the source of ambrosia. Or in reality I headed to the Anheuser-Busch brewery for a tour of their St. Louis headquarters. I saw the Clydesdale's and their stable, and if PETA ever says they are mistreated I will smack them silly. The stables were immaculate. They must muck out the stalls and wash the horses twice daily because it didn't even smell like a stable just cedar chips and a faint smell of horses. By the way for those of you who are interested the dalmatian was added to the hitch to guard the beer while the deliveries were being made (A good idea in my estimation). Also, I know that it is a factory that produces food so it has to be kept clean, but besides being clean it was the, for lack or need of a better word, prettiest factory I have ever seen. And then once the tour was finished they gave me beer and the day was just beginning. After leaving heaven I headed to Forest Park where I toured the Missouri History Museum as well as the St. Louis Art Museum to view some interesting and beautiful piece of art and learn about Lindbergh and the World's Fair. Now I am back at the hotel taking a rest and washing up before part two of my day. I will let you know how the rest goes....