Come on, ride the train
Peter: Iowa is … ummm
Well, remember the song “Ride the Train” by the Quad City DJs? “Come on ride the train, & ride it … ”
Peter: It’s nothing like that.
So far, I can confirm that genius summary. But Iowa is also, so far, great. We had an amazing dinner at the Embassy Club with some beautiful ladies from the CVB and a gorgeous panoramic view of the city at sunset. Afterward we went to El Bait Shop, which we’ve been talking about for days, and met some strapping gentlemen from greater Chicago. And I drank some Rogue Chipotle, which I’ve never had the pleasure to sample outside of Detroit.
Tomorrow: sleeping in, the Capitol, swimming, Valley Junction, bloody marys, Sherman Hill, wandering, the High Life Lounge, Gray’s Lake, playing it by ear, Thai food. And riding the train. Hopefully we are all going to meet nice Iowans and get some attention. Already we are receiving lots of incredulous stares.
Matt will post video tomorrow, too. I promise. We like it here.