Neither Alison nor I had ever been to Minnesota before, so we both got to check that one off our list. The 70 mph speed limit helped things go by more quickly and southern Minnesota's flatness is only rivaled by South Dakota's. Though the monotony of the landscape was broken up by fields of wind turbines. I <3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyp6IMdfsuoeWWnpgra84rZLY9qxBBEq9t8FNiVOPiLwoEyNafCHLKYBLl0rMICNMWIqVgiALDWIswrGl4XPFQTgKIjG9wujWIlRiCLNh6IKtDE_A4vaOvTYkW0dGLY_qL6vyObtkHJvYW/s1600-h/DSCN5379.JPG">
From there we crossed the state line into South Dakota, another first for both of us, and where the speed limit is 75 mph. We were greeted by many billboards, most notably "We Dakotans reject all animal activists." This made Alison's heart beat a little faster and made me question whether we would be safe with my Obama sticker proudly displayed with these New York plates. Later this evening, at dinner, Alison thought it better to say she is "allergic to butter" rather than explain that she is a vegan.
The drive from Mitchell to Chamberlain was the flattest hour of my life. Everything stretched on so far I'm pretty sure we could see North Dakota and Nebraska on either side of the highway. The sunset was the widest one we'd ever seen, and it was all quite beautiful. Alison remarked, "I can't believe there's a place like Tokyo and a place like this in the same world." (Alison lived in Tokyo for 8 years.) So we're driving along this flat plain, and then all of a sudden the highway dips down as we arrive in Chamberlain. We turn right before hitting the Missouri River and find our home for the night, the Best Western Motor Inn. In the morning we will drive a couple of hours to Wall Drug and the Badlands, and then keep going a little further into Rapid City, Mt. Rushmore, and the Black Hills.
We continue to make good progress on our license plate checklist and our new music for the day was Ingrid Michaelson's 'Boys and Girls.' Thanks again, Julia!
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