A bit upset - have typed for ages, hit a button and deleted everything. Oh well, second attempt
It was 72 when we left Yankton, and 85 when we arrived in Kansas. Snow disappeared early in the afternoon. Happy happy.
Kansas is green fields, windmill farms, small towns with old fashioned angle parking on the main streets, and never any people. Where are they? Are they, like Dorothy and Toto not in Kansas anymore?
Then we left Kansas and cut across northern tips of Oklahoma and Texas - flat flat and flatter, cows cows and more cows, and biggest and smelliest feed lots we ever seen. Mentioning smell, lots of road kill, lots of it skunks. Need I say more?