Europhile: C'est ma vie!

Dan Gets Impulsive: Day 7

I'd said before I started my road trip that I wanted to bond with Ali (my car). It struck me that I might have taken things a little bit far when I found myself apologizing - out loud - to her, as we set out in the opposite direction she expected: South, to Kimball, Nebraska. It turned out there was no need, she was fine with it. After all, she'd never been west before.

It was the day before that I'd phoned Annie in the afternoon. How far was it from Rapid City to Kimball, I'd asked. She looked it up and said it was 5 hours. I thought, I could do it in 4. And it would be good to see my friend Annie, since I wasn't going to be able to meet up with her in Europe in the summer, as I'd planned.

I set out in the morning, driving through the black hills. Didn't see an interstate all day. Five hours later, I was in Kimball, where I spent the day hanging out with Annie, cooking for her parents, seeing her classroom, and sitting on the porch. And I learned what it means to "cruise main". For all you non-small-towners, "cruising main" is when you drive up and down main street. Usually a minimum of 5 or 10 times, or an hour, whichever is longer. You also have to keep the windows open and blast music. It helps if your vehicle is camouflaged in color or has a large gun rack. Good times, good times. So glad I can be genuinely impulsive on occasion. :)

Town of the Day: Carhenge. Not a town, so much as a "henge". Yes, kids, it's true. There is a carhenge. I believe the world's largest rubber band ball might have been nearby as well, alas, I was unable to stop. :)

posted by europhile @ 23:42