Travel to Des Moines

Today we got up early to beat the heat and travel to Des Moines, Iowa.  The heat was overbearing.  I think it fried my GPS:  at one point it led us around every exit and entrance to a cloverleaf intersection.  Finally we just laughed and went on as if we knew where we were going.

It did it again later taking us through some kind of old army base or school several times.  We knew we were close to a mini-golf course, but we could not find it.  So we did the thing that men hate to do:  stopped and asked directions.  One mile down the road past the Blank Zoo of Des Moines to the Blank Golf Course and Mini-Golf course.  Cool course;  look–

Every hole was a par 3.  It was beautiful.

The holes even had flags!

Now here’s the tough part–one of us shot way under par, and one of us shot way over par.  It was fun, and it was not.  It was the best of times, and it was the worst of times.  But it was a time we agreed to forget and not report.  Ha!  Figure that one out.

Tomorrow is another day.  Later that night I learned that because of a mix up between me, my sister, and my niece, we were not able to figure a time to take my niece, Sheri Wilson to dinner.  She had double booked on her job to cover for several vacationers.  She was leaving at 6:00 AM and not getting home until 10:00 PM every day.  We could not work it out any way we tried.

So, the trip was over.  Have you read Travels with Charlie by Steinbeck?  He talks about that at length.  There comes a time when the trip is over.  For us that means we hit the Interstate and bug on home.  Tomorrow we bug out.