I have made the drive from Stl to KC too many times to count. So many times, in fact, that I have certain thoughts that always cross my mind at the same mile markers. Today, I decided to document them.
You know your drive is boring when you remember every slight change in direction in elevation. Currently at 167.8 - the Big Hill.
128, Columbia, where the speed limit drops by 10 and traffic slows by 3.
123, outside of Columbia, back to 80.
91.2, the Big Turn.
58.8, fuel and caffeine stop in Bumfuck, MO, where gas is 10 cents cheaper than in KC and 15 cents cheaper than in Stl.
28, the QT I stop at when heading east...this is where I regret the large soda and proceed to squirm for the rest of the drive.
21, where the speed limit drops and no one cares.
10.2, where I see the Royals and Chiefs stadiums, and I sigh at the shittiness of KC sports while missing having home teams worth cheering for.
3.6, where no one what knows what lane to be in.
2, where I finally get off the highway after 3+ hours and slowly regain my sanity.
I really should document the return trip at some point, but the odds of me remembering are quite slim.
3:22pm 31.7.11
