April 30 - May 1, 2007 Independence

The second day was just as long as the first day. I drove from the Ohio/Kentucky border to the Missouri/Oklahoma border. I was a machine. I stopped a lot of places and took a lot of pictures. I was in the car more hours than I care to remember. Alone is not fun.
I had to find new ways to amuse myself.
I just made it through the southern tip of Illinois.
I proceeded to spenda few hours pondering that very question...
Would you believe I finally found Ozarkland? This sign brightened my day. I knew I was close...
For some reason, before I visited Ozarkland I felt compelled to visit a museum dedicated to the 1950s. It was a complete waste of time.
There it is. After two long years of searching, I was not going to let this place elude me twice.
As it turned out, Ozarkland was a totally boring, completely fucking useless place.
I think I understand why they call Missouri the Show Me State.
It was 97 degrees in Independence, and I had the worst meal of my life at Outback Steakhouse. I will never eat there again. I got drunk in my hotel room that night. It was easy since my stomach was entirely empty.