Drive to St. Louis

Yesterday, even though it was deadly windy with everything going down and around, we pulled away from Double J Campground to a KOA, in a town by St. Louis. I blogged and did some math, but since it was only a two hour drive I didn't do much. The crazy thing is, Illinois, Missouri, Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee are all touching, so it will be easy to go to the latter three. That's all we now have left. Indiana, Kentucky, and Tennessee. This is the countdown. We're going out with a bang! Well maybe not with a bang. I don't do explosives. But seriously, we are only doing these and then going home on the first week of December. I look forward to seeing you all for the holidays and please knock on our house. Look backward to it. I mean forward.

We drove to a town a few miles away from the big city, and hooked up and such, taking out tables and the grill and such. Mom made a salad, cutting lettuce and tomatoes and peppers and everything, and Dad cooked on the grill chicken, hot dogs, and hamburgers, but we only ate chicken. I helped Dad with cooking, going back and forth, getting supplies and doing other things. Rebecca put the two chairs from the table and faced them to my couch, putting two T.V. trays between them, making a makeshift table. She also made paper saying who sat where, and nice decorations of pine cones and fake flowers. It was a great meal, the juicy tender chicken and fresh salad ingredients. Very great. After the meal, I watched "The Wizard of Oz" It was a really great movie, and I loved when it changed from Sepia to color. I loved the munchkins, and the tin man was my personal favorite. I have also read the book, and believe it or not the slippers were silver in the book. (They made them red in the movie to promote color)

Also, the witch looked a lot different, having only one eye and other creepy features. I have finally seen the ruby slippers, in the American History Museum of the Smithsonian, in Washington D.C. Anyway, I liked the movie and want to see it again. After the movie, I went to bed and had an interesting dream.

It was about me in my 15th year starting an amusement park, and a family called The H------'s (nice in real life but I do not want to reveal their name lest they be reading this.) were very mean to me and stopped funding the park. They said I did an unforgivable thing, that they would never talk to me again. Then they went to their house across the street, and I found out that someone had broken all their things and my name and pictures of my face were all over there house. "I was framed!" I declared, and then a giant rhino from the sky ate my head off. I woke up after that. This morning actually. Right now I'm...well, that's a different story.

Giant rhinos,

Andrew.