So here we are in Illinois. Might as well see the Cahokia Mounds. The guy at the gas station said to go left, follow 255 north to exit 24, and go left. The other guy at the gas station said just follow his car. People can be so nice sometimes.
No, those are not hills, they are sacred Native American ceremonial sites. They are closed on Mondays or I would have learned all about them. You can still walk around a bit, in the biting wind.
Dad was going to park in the nearest spot, in the handicapped row. Why not? The visitors center is closed. Nobody else is here. But we said to park farther on. Good thing we did, because the cops in their suv finished their donuts and decided to check out the lone car at the Mounds while we were out walking.
We have an actual mission today, which is one reason we dinked about St Louis for so long. Barbecue. There is a barbecue joint in Cuba that we really like, and we are betting it will not be closed just on the pretext it's Monday.
It is a good day.