We had got checked into the hotel around 1 am (we crossed another time change), so when our alarm went off, we were reluctant to get out of bed, but managed anyways. Back on I-70, I drove for Becca was certain she needed more sleep before getting into the driver’s seat. We had heard lots of advice about sticking to the speed limit in Kansas, so I turned on the cruise control and set it to 72 on the 70 mph road. Like the night before many cops were spaced along the highway, so I was relieved the rental had cruise. I thought nothing of it when I passed another sitting trooper, but when he pulled out I had this funny feeling it was for me. Sure enough, his lights went flashing and I pulled over. I thought 2 mph over the speed limit? Really Kansas? So the trooper said that he didn’t think Becca was buckled, but after he chatted with us for a while about our trip and how he could never be in a car that long with his brothers, I began to think we was just bored sitting there and decided we seemed like nice people to talk with. Soon enough we were okay to go and pulling back onto the highway, I set the cruise to 69 mph.
About halfway to Kansas City, we took a detour to Abilene, to visit Eisenhower’s Presidential Library. Silly me, I thought a library had books. This one only had quilts and displayed art of students from the local high school. At the same location, we visited the home where President Eisenhower grew up with his siblings and the museum that displayed Eisenhower’s life story.
After a few more hours back on I-70, we arrived in Kansas City, a city that expands into two different states. We parked in front of a hotel and walked around, looking for a visitor’s center or signs of the many fountains that are scattered throughout the city. It was the hottest day so far in our trip and instead of aimlessly wondering, we found our way back to our car and asked the hotel for some info. They gave us a map and said we were right in that Kansas had many fountains (the most for any city in fact except for Rome). So we went to an area where the most well known fountain in the city was. Nearby, shops lined the streets. Not being in the mood to shop, we stopped only for coffee at a cute local cafe and then continued on to cross the state of Missouri to get to St. Louis.
St. Louis was on the far east of Missouri and took us another 4 hours to get there. The landscape had more to offer than Kansas’ endless fields. The trees and lakes made the evening drive more interesting. Still when we arrived to our hotel, we were glad just to get a good night of sleep.
502.3 miles
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