Day one of our trip took us through Iowa. For me Iowa, at least the part of Iowa we drove through, was all about the process of looking, rather than about sight seeing I'm getting much better at looking since I began to ride scooters. No radio or CD going as we drove north. There is nothing wrong with either, but for me they nurture a passivity in my watching. Iowa calls for active looking. The route we chose wasn't a route for sight seeing but for looking, for catching glimpses of the life going on as we passed by. Sight seeing is about going somewhere to see something special. On the road we took there wasn't anything special to see, but there was plenty to look at if one was open to the land. It would have been easy to see nothing but corn, to endure Iowa as we made our progress to Minnesota and our real adventure.
|And, more corn.|
|But then a curiosity. Was it really necessary to warn about smoking? Or, was there some wry humor at play here.|
Heather says Iowa is all about Corn.
For me it was about clouds . . .
And moving houses . . .
And, yes, about corn . . .
Even if this water tower was in Minnesota.