Junction City, Colorado.
About a 350 mile drive to Junction City, Kansas, and just as flat and boring a ride as yesterday. Perhaps I’m not being fair, as, of course, there are lovely and scenic parts of Missouri (like the Ozarks in the south), and I’m sure Kansas as well, but I haven’t really seen any. And, after all, Kansas is in the Great Central Plains. Surprisingly, though, it’s actually not the flattest state in the country, and ranks only seventh.
I’m here in Junction City, Kansas, which is actually a nice little, mid-American town.
I drove and walked around town, and got a feel for it. Lots of buildings are nice looking and built from local Limestone. Very small town America.
The county courthouse was built in 1899, and the C. L. Hoover Opera House, now the local community theater, was built in 1898. Great looking buildings, with other stone buildings adding to the character of the town.
And a number of these JC sculptures are around town.
And in case you were wondering about the night life in Junction City, Kansas…
Finally, I think I might settle here and open a business…
Some thoughts on my trip so far. I hit 2,000 miles today, at just 12 days out (but it feels like a lot longer). It’s going well, it feels good, and, importantly I don’t feel worn out, tired, or uncomfortable from the driving. The Kia is doing well… not so good on gas mileage, though. It was getting maybe 29-30 miles per gallon on the highway, but today I hit speed limits of 75 mph, which meant I was travelling around 83 mph, and the gas mileage sank lower still. We’ll see how tomorrow looks, gas-wise. But, it’s the journey that’s important to me, not the cost.
Bev is ever on my mind, and others too it seems. Suzanne had a very similar dream to mine about Bev, very vivid and detailed, and I think the same night as mine (Bev’s evidently been busy making visitations 😊), in which Bev was alive and well, until Suzanne also started realizing in the dream that Bev was not so alive and well, other than in our hearts and minds. But, it sounds like a dream like mine, in that it not only brought Bev back for a bit, but it brought happiness as well.
None of this is surprising of course, but as I listen to music while driving, so much of it puts me in mind of Bev, either because she loved the music or because the words put me in mind of Bev, and her tremendous loss. 💔
Tomorrow, I head for Lakin, Kansas for my final stopover before reaching Denver – but stopping at Dodge City on the way.