Now That's What I Call Music VI

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Puppy Love


So, having tried clickbait I thought I would give the other approach a try......kitten or puppy photos.  This little fella was being offered free by the owner of a little store we stopped in.  I have called him Donald after the King of Merica and he rides in my bar bag.  He isn't toilet trained yet so delving into my bar bag for a boiled sweet now has a little extra frisson of excitement.

Simpsons Theme Tune

I believe that Bart's home town was called Springfield because it is one of the most common city names and almost all Americans will live near a Sprinfield.  We passed through the Missouri version yesterday - an affluent university town with an excellent 8 mile cycle path that snuck through town along the side of the river.

The day was lumpy with an endless series of short sharp climbs.   It was only 53 miles but everyone was glad to finish.

Route 66...

....doesn't techically exist anymore but the original route is still marked and is a Mecca for anyone wanting to make a journey on 2 wheels or 4.  We joined it briefly this morning as we embarked on a 78 mile rollercoaster across the Missouri hills.  Temperature was in the mid 30's with high humidity and it was a sweaty old day as we headed to Houston, MO.

Take Me To Church

The churches in Missouri are completely mad.  Not only are there about 3 per head of population but they are built to a scale that makes Nicolae Ceaușescu's Palace of The Parliament look like a bit pokey.  The picture is of an average size one in Springfield; one of at least 20 I should say.  Today we saw several that were significantly bigger......think of a major conference centre with a cross over the front door.

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