In the morning, we hung out with Elizabeth's Chicago friends for a little while to wait out the rush hour traffic, then set out on the road. We still hit Chicago traffic. There are no words. D: [Elizabeth sidebar: West of the Mississippi, we'd been taking state roads, which are just as fast as the interstates, with significantly less traffic and significantly more scenery. We made a rookie mistake and thought that this would be OK for East of the Mississippi, too. Lesson learned - state roads are not nearly so nice and fast, because the population density is just *so* much higher...]
After that two-hour traffic adventure, we headed south through Indiana to visit the small town of Brazil, where my great-grandparents had lived and which I had visited several times when I was growing up. It was wonderful to revisit my fond childhood memories of Forest Park [Elizabeth sidebar: epic playground!] and the amazing Italian restaurant Maurizio's.
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| Forest Park |
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| Maurizio's has the best spaghetti and meatballs. |
We left Brazil in early evening, and drove across Indiana and into Ohio to camp at Caesar Creek Campground. I had read that there was excellent fossil hunting at the dam spillway nearby, and how wonderful would it be to wake up and go collect fossils? Still, it was another grueling evening, and we finally arrived at the campground past 11. [Elizabeth sidebar: the campground had good signs, but our map took us the exact opposite direction - it wouldn't have been nearly so late otherwise] Naturally, it was another one of those days where we set a new speed record for getting the tent up and sacking out.
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