Sunday, September 04, 2005
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When I retired three and a half years ago, husband Niks and I set off together on trips across the country. We've toured so many wonderful places and as you can see we have been everywhere except North Dakota. (We've been everywhere that is RED on the map above.) I couldn't think of anything to see in N.D., and I didn't want to go there just to say I had "been there." But after we came back from Mt. Rushmore, etc., friends told us that we should have gone to N.D. to see the birthplace of Lawrence Welk. Oh, gee, I am SO SORRY to have missed that!
It's a beautiful place, our country. We had wonderful adventures, and met nice people in every state. I mean that. People are nice. Everywhere. Friendly, and just plain nice.
I'm glad, selfishly, that I have seen New Orleans, for example, 'cause it's not there anymore. We met a man in the French Quarter there who told Niks, "I bet I can tell you where you got your shoes. If I can tell you where you got your shoes, will you give me $5?" Niks laughed, knowing that this street person couldn't possibly know where he purchased his shoes.
"Okay," Niks said. "But I know you can't know where I bought my shoes."
"I can tell you where you got your shoes. You got them on your feet!" We're suckers. Rubes. I think it's spray-painted on our foreheads. So this guy got a little money from us. It's a good memory for us anyway.
Thanks to Hoss for the site, World 66, and to dddragon for reminding me a little of the road trips we took when gas was cheap, station wagons were big, and the kids were little.
I've had some good luck in my life.