Kansas is right above Oklahoma and below Nebraska. Before leaving, we talked to the guy beside our R.V. in another R.V. and his name was Serbal. He was very nice. We drove a long the highway, and instead of eastern forests we got central corn and flat land. It was a little boring, but I read a little of the Roosevelt book and did math and history. I didn't blog because I had already finished the blog about the day before in the morning while we were stationary, and I don't like to blog as it's happening, I like to do it the day after, and, as you probably know, yesterday is a common word for me. Anyway, it was about a four hour drive, 3 hours driving and the rest for the stops. Why did we stop for an hour? Well, I'm getting to that.
At the Nebraska/Kansas line, we decided to take a picture of Kansas ('cause we take a picture of every state sign) AND Nebraska, because the other time we took it, the picture wasn't the best. We were gonna stop right where we were, but we couldn't because we didn't know it was coming up, and by the time we had slowed down, it was far away. After getting on jackets and getting the camera, we got out of the RV and started walking. All around us was high grass that was light brown and filled with trash, and it made a crunchy sound when you stepped on it. We had stopped on the right side of the road, but as we were walking now away from the motor home going backwards facing the end of it, we saw the highway on our right. Sometimes cars and trucks would go by and make a whizz as the wind broke. We walked(as Mom thinks) half a mile, which was torture as the wind came onto our bodies, pushing us back. We came with the dogs, because we wanted to walk them and make them go to the restroom, and their fur was funky looking, being pushed back like that. We kept walking and walking, and then saw a white little baptist church, which was to our right a little ways away. We kept walking until we saw the Kansas sign, and at this point the R.V. was barely a speck. The Kansas sign was little and tall, with two rods holding it up, and two boards, one saying: Welcome to Kansas, and the other talking about the Governor and such. We took a picture with the dogs, and held them up. I think it might be funny to post that on Facebook and say something like: We're in Kansas, and here are Toto's children! I don't know, just a thought.
We then attempted to run across the highway and go over to the bigger Nebraska sign. We ran quickly across, and luckily there was only like one car. We took that one, but here's a little secret. We took off our jackets and didn't take it with the dogs, to put on the illusion that it was on a different day. Mom isn't gonna like me saying this, and she might delete it off this blog, but it isn't. Shhhh! Don't tell anybody! Maybe she won't notice! :)
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We walked the long way back and got in the car. I finished history and enjoyed reading some of it, talking about the industrial revolution and Whitney and Edison and such. It was cool.
I looked outside, seeing the cool little towns and everything. What happened next was a little bit of a surprise. In one of these little towns, we saw an old house of a grayish kind with a big sculpture garden and many gates, one on one street and one on the street we were on. A few shed like buildings stood by. The R.V. screeched to a stop, but the generator still was running. "Come on Andrew, Rebecca!" Dad said as he put on his jacket. "Let's go to this museum." We put on our jacket and such in a confused spirit, ready for anything. Museum? But I thought we were driving today. Was he planning to do this? I was very bewildered. Mom was talking to her great and nice friend Brenda, and so she stayed with the vehicle, as it was still running. Since it was still running, Dad probably thought the place where we were going was going to be a short visit, but oh it wasn't!
We stepped onto a red brick side walk by the fence to that house. A sign said: Koester House Museum. Oh, so the house is the museum, I thought. We opened that white fence door that we had to go up stairs to get too, and walked into the yard. We went along a walkway and saw all these cool statues, and one I marked out as a lady hunter with a bow, quiver, and a dog. She was in the corner. I wondered who that could be. I thought as we walked, and then it came to me. Artemis! The Greek god myth that is the Greek god of hunting and such. How did I know that? Oh yeah, that kid series I read... Percy Jackson! I looked around and saw a girl with a torch, a man in a flying position with a hat with wings on it and a stick in his hand that had what looked like snakes going around it, and a pretty girl with leaves. We came up to the house and saw a sign saying please ring, and it had a doorbell right by it. As we did that, a sound echoed through the house, making that ever familiar tune. A man with a large head and glasses and a medium height appearance came through from the back, and opened the door, welcoming us as he did so. We came into the old house, and at the front door saw a staircase going upstairs and other rooms to our right and left. The man told us to go to the back, and we did and went through many interesting rooms. In an old living room with some chairs and a few mantle pieces and cabinets, he asked for $5 and he told us his name was Howard Eaton. He then proceeded with the history of the house, like the German people who lived there, and that the son of the man who came there first added onto the house. That builder-on guy was very political, and did a number of positions that the famous FDR put him into. It was very interesting to learn about the Koester's, and it was even cooler to see house.
We saw their very nice dining room, with all the cloth and linen, and then saw their den, with all the sofas and pictures of the politicians family, his two girls and one boy, and his wife. It was cool, and they had a grand fireplace. We then saw their bed rooms and bath room, and saw their premature toilets. I can't even imagine... well, never mind.
It was very interesting and fun, to see their old furniture and such. At one point in the music room we saw a music box, a little rectangular piece with a cylinder and needles that make the sound. It was so cool!
We saw their outdoor kitchen, and it was a little shed with a storage area downward, which was creepy and would be weird to cook in. We also saw an ice room, where they stored their ice. All in all, it was awesome to see that house, with all the tough furniture and German heritage visible in what they had, like their china and clocks. It was really awesome.
We then got back into the R.V., and Mom showed her jealousy as we described the house, wishing she had come. Oh well. The drive proceeded on without further incident.
We came into an R.V. park at dark, and I could barely see anything. We had made reservations, so all we had to do was park. We then hooked up and such, and then remembered the BBQ restaurant we saw outside the R.V. Park. We got in the jeep and drove out and into the parking lot of a small little restaurant. What we found in there was a little more than just regular BBQ.
TO BE CONTINUED...(for the next part of that day, please see the part two edition. )
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