Today we bombed through farms. Let me explain, there is absolutely nothing in western Missouri, Kansas, or eastern Colorado. Topeka appeared to be a small blip in the continuum of farm-space-time – needed less to say, we didn’t stop at it… didn’t even take a picture of it. I saw a neat bridge, a bunch of Bison, and a root-beer float. Kansas started out with some rolling hills, but quickly became the flattest place I have ever seen. Fortunately, the ten hour farm warp ended with us arriving in Denver. As we rolled into the city, I gazed upon an immense rocky-mountain backdrop. If I were in a Conestoga wagon I would have feared these mountains as if they were an encroaching tsunami. Fortunately, tsunami mountains don’t move, and our center city Denver hotel had a great view of the Rockies-sunset. We ate dinner with crazy people on 16th street. When I say that, I mean to say that there were crazy people walking around while we were eating, and that we ate by ourselves, but that there were also other normal people eating near us.

Very depressing…

I forget where this was.

Some congressman got a bunch of people working on a bunch of nothing.

This place is horrible.

Yes

farms are huge

How many does it take, when is enough enough? When they stop burning coal in Kansas City.

Approaching Denver

This was awesome

Cruising into the Denver area

Root beer float. …then dust.

There’s a Chinook in Kansas