Day 2: Indiana
The people of Illinois welcome us to the Land of Lincoln...
...and more goddamn corn.
The town hall near Lincoln's birthplace.
The long road to Lincoln's farm was a-maize-ing! Get it? GET IT??
The farm where Lincoln shucked some corn one time.
Lincoln's crib. We found a bottle of crystale and a Scraface DVD inside.
A sheep that Lincoln raised himself.
The Sargent farm. This is up the road from Lincoln's house (we were trying
to find a way to avoid the costumed actor people). I speculate that Lincoln
and Sargent played together as kids, rolling wheels down the road with
sticks and throwing rocks at an 80-year-old Ric Flair. WOAH!
Of course Springfield is in Illinois, but so is Shelbyville. A lot of people
there probably look like Homer, too.
After Shelbyville, we hit 1000 miles! Exaaaaaactly... heh heh heh.
Uncle Nops chills with the man in Lincoln Park.
I bum a look at the sports section.