Beverly broke my arm in the wrestling match and she took control of the wheel with a distance and time restraint set upon her head and my husband's heart. By the Quad Cities and traffic I asked Bev if she wouldn't mind sharing the Personal Toiletries Pads as not to ruin her car seat. And mentioned that was the least she could do! We found the next McDonald's (with a live Ronald giving a show by the way...sorry I didn't have my camera on me!) and an exchange of the car keys were made with no rebuff. Whew!
Lots of great conversation, if you are family...yep, we talked about you!
Our first traveling tourist stop was the Amana Colonies, located in Iowa. Interesting community that is completely supported by tourists large and small. Hours are 8 to 5 and thankfully we got a bite to eat and it was 4pm by the time we hit our first store.
We managed to get back on the road since the clouds were forming above...and apparently this pilot was driving the wrong direction (blame it on the lack of signage), but I had mind enough to recognise the same road kill and I knew exactly where we were!
We traveled on...Bev was working hard as a co-pilot "cloud busting" the storms ahead,
