Brunhilda has landed.

I made it. I'm in Clay Center, Kansas. New home of the Ural sidecar.
I'm so buzzed from driving all day I need to come down a bit.

Here's a few odds-n-ends about Kansas...as they drift through my frazzled consciousness, or however you spell that word.

My left arm is sunburned to beat hell. It hurts. I'll slather it with lotion before I go to bed.

I got so used to driving in a straight line that I would slow way down whenever I came to a curve in the road. It felt scary like I was gonna tip over or something.

Brunhilda is averaging 19-20 mpg!!! It doesn't seem to matter how hard I push her. Amazing.
Brother Tom was right. He told me towing the bike wouldn't affect my mileage at all. (How does he know that stuff?)

Kansas has a lot of religious people. There are billboards with religious stuff all over the place.
I especially liked the billboard reading "Jesus Saves Sinners" set up right next to a huge adult store along the Interstate.

A bunch of the small towns had big signs as you enter the town, listing the local high school's accomplishments. And not just the sports, they had everything listed down to local spelling bees.

Anyhow, I'm done for. Did I say I'm in a motel? It has wirelees internet but it keeps fading out.
Think I'll go ahead and crash before it does again.

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