Hello, Heartland America! There's corn, and wheat, and cowboys (but not that many cows), and lots of white bread folks who seem slightly afraid of hippies! We've certainly had the eye on us in restaurants and campgrounds... Apparently we're a rare breed out here! It's a trifle unsettling, but mostly just funny. I can't imagine what people are afraid of; I suppose they assume we're out to corrupt their children and coax them to run off with the freak show like some dready pied piper.
The country out here is really beautiful though, with long rolling hills and high grasslands, plus tons of farms - huge acreages of corn and wheat. There aren't many animals, livestock or otherwise, however; I've only seen a few cow herds.
In several places on the road, most notably a rest area we stopped at for lunch, the views were miles-long stretches of undulating green with the occasional farmhouse, silo, barn, or cell tower... And all those beautiful windmills!
In Kearney, Iowa, we passed under this big wild bridge. Apparently the locals think it's kind of a joke. It was built to attract tourism, but really I don't think people would make a point of going to it. We just took photos of it through the window of the moving car. I did enjoy the pegasus statues on either end of the structure quite a bit though. Another randomly interesting roadside attraction: thanks, America!
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