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After a full day of driving past endless corn fields, we arrived in Madison, Wisconsin and checked into the hotel. It featured a lovely cinder block design, reminiscent of your nicer prison cells but less cheery. *shudder*
We ventured out to dinner at the local Olive Garden, and stopped a server who looked like a computer kind of guy to ask him where we might find an internet cafe in the area. He didn't know of any, but suggested we try State St. and told us how to find it. Madison being a college town, State St. is very much like Sixth Street in Austin, TX or like the Ave in Seattle. We actually had a good time just strolling down the street and checking out the scene. After walking several blocks we discovered an internet laundry, of all things. Of course, getting to it involved trying to get through a parking lot that turned out to fenced completely off on that side. After walking around the block we finally made our way to the entrance. The internet terminals were iMacs tucked off to the side, and we had them all to ourselves. Within about ten minutes I discovered that A) the moving truck was already in Chicago, making better time than us getting across the country; and B) they only charged me for 10 feet instead of 11 so I had about $200 more in my checking account than I thought. All in all, very nice revelations. I deliberately avoided looking at my message boards because I just didn't want to get sucked in.
We wrapped up our internet journey, and headed on back to the hotel for sleep.
Tomorrow: toll roads, three states, and roller costers. Yay!
After a full day of driving past endless corn fields, we arrived in Madison, Wisconsin and checked into the hotel. It featured a lovely cinder block design, reminiscent of your nicer prison cells but less cheery. *shudder*
We ventured out to dinner at the local Olive Garden, and stopped a server who looked like a computer kind of guy to ask him where we might find an internet cafe in the area. He didn't know of any, but suggested we try State St. and told us how to find it. Madison being a college town, State St. is very much like Sixth Street in Austin, TX or like the Ave in Seattle. We actually had a good time just strolling down the street and checking out the scene. After walking several blocks we discovered an internet laundry, of all things. Of course, getting to it involved trying to get through a parking lot that turned out to fenced completely off on that side. After walking around the block we finally made our way to the entrance. The internet terminals were iMacs tucked off to the side, and we had them all to ourselves. Within about ten minutes I discovered that A) the moving truck was already in Chicago, making better time than us getting across the country; and B) they only charged me for 10 feet instead of 11 so I had about $200 more in my checking account than I thought. All in all, very nice revelations. I deliberately avoided looking at my message boards because I just didn't want to get sucked in.
We wrapped up our internet journey, and headed on back to the hotel for sleep.
Tomorrow: toll roads, three states, and roller costers. Yay!