Country Inn & Suites By Carlson, Rock Falls
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... and me after the show and said he hoped to see us again. The John Ringling North II/Steve & Ryan tent clowns were there also and it was lovely to see them again after their time with the show in Maryland.
Major props to every performer, musician, and crew person for putting on a show we could be proud of for the visiting Circus Fans. I heard nothing but praise for the show and how much fun everyone had. And Clinton proved itself to be a circus town in every way (it IS ...
... were over heating in our motorbike gear. We started to filter through the traffic and were told afterwards that filtering is illegal in most of America. We also ventured onto the hard shoulder to try and get moving and avoid the over heating, only to find that that we were quickly followed by a state police car - we thought oh no this is a big fine coming or a night in jail. We pulled over and he raced by - bigger fish ...
In the morning, we decided to drive the "heritage trail" a self-guided car tour through Amish country that leads you past farms, villages and a cheese factory where we caught a glimpse of the production of cheese, and, of course, bought some for the road ahead.
In the afternoon, as the sky was getting darker, we hit the ...
... on the busy freeways. Normally, I would use these observations to imply negative connotations to the state of Illinois but I am certain there is something I do not understand that limits validity and importance in what is only my opinion.
Entering Illinois we stopped for a short restroom break where I was almost run down by a lady in motorized wheelchair as we raced through the convenience store. We didn't stop for another break ...
Speaking of cities, Lorraine still needed gas. We approached a small town as my gauge fell below a quarter-tank. Not a gas station in sight. At the edge of the town were approximately one dozen men in white jump suits with pitchforks breaking up hay and throwing it in the back of a wagon. A mounted officer waited nearby with a shotgun while leaning forward on his horse seemingly shouting commands. Scenes from “Shawshank Redemption” flashed to ...