It seemed like we'd never get out of Missouri, but after a few hours we finally made it to Iowa. After a while, we stopped for gas, eat lunch, and give everyone a chance to stretch his or her legs.
The sign in the back reads, "The Trail Ends Here". Unfortunately for us, that was not the case. Nevertheless, we drove on and while there is not much to see in Iowa, it was an enjoyable drive because it was FLAT. I like flat. Flat is easy driving. In addition, we encountered very few people on the road. While we found it to be unusual we didn't mind. Before long, we reached South Dakota and though the driving remained the same, even less people were on the road. And it seemed desolate, as if we were on the road to nowhere. Just rolling hills with an occasional farm/ranch stuck out in the middle of nowhere.
After about eight hours on the road, silliness struck to lighten the mood.
Nothing like a little fun while cruising on the South Dakota plains. After approximately ten hours of driving we decided to call it a day. We felt pretty good in that we were only three hours from our final destination. Happy! Happy!
