Hit the Road, Jack!
Well, the Marengo campground became just a memory as I rolled toward Iowa late in the day. I had to wait for an 8-pound shipment of Benchmark recreational atlases to show up at my “home” address, and didn’t get going until 5 PM for a 3-hour drive. I overnighted at The I-80 Truck Stop, “The World’s Largest”, and although the semi traffic noise was nonstop, I did manage to get some sleep.
Because it was 8 PM when I pulled in, I broke my own rule about not eating meals out and had a club sandwich in their restaurant, since I had eaten little during the day and my meal prep time would be awhile. That was good news/bad news. The meal, with tip, set me back $15. Even a grilled cheese sandwich is $8 here! To compensate for that, my sandwich was huge. It looked like a Dagwood sandwich and took some careful holding to avoid exploding. Also, it was superb.
This place is family-owned, and it shows in that there’s an old Dodge Power Wagon in the lobby and a Ford Model T truck in the restaurant. The gigantic truck accessories area contains a semi tractor and a full rig inside that, both duded up with paint schemes and add-on geegaws. Across the way is a huge building called the truck museum, housing REO and other trucks back to 1910. They like trucks here.
Today I continue westward toward the Bonneville Salt Flats, many days away. It’s many days away mainly because I’m only driving 3-5 hours each day in order to enjoy the trip and reduce wear and tear – on me.