Woohoo! Nothing better than driving through Kansas; lots of corn fields, beautiful fields of bright yellow sunflowers, and weather that quite possibly would make you think you are starring in the “Wizard of Oz”. My father loves watching the weather change, hence he quickly became our weather-vane as we drove into the darkest and ugliest looking clouds. It began raining so hard that we decided to pull off the highway. We were not alone; about 20 other cars decided to do the same and wait out the storm. My dad kept calling, “How is it? According to the radar map, it looks lik
e you are in the middle of a red zone.” I kept asking…do you know if there are tornadoes in the area? I was in a tornado when I was a young diva and my photo appeared on the front page of the Denver Post—insert image of scared little girl sitting on a bench with pieces of roofing, trash cans, and other debris laying about. After a 30-minute downpour, it finally let up. We drove on and into a parking lot (on the highway)…oh fun! A semi truck had jack-knifed during the torrential downpour.
Since we had finished the audio-book, we changed to the radio. I must confess..during road trips I love to scan the radio stations and see what sorts of music/talk shows are playing in the American heartland. Hence, we listened to a lot of 80/90 hits and even a little bit of Rush Limbaugh (until Charlie nearly threw up in his mouth).
Ahhhhh, I know that sign! "Welcome to Colorful Colorado!" We made it (almost), now just 160 miles to the parents house...with one special stop (see next blog post)...
























