The Move: New York to South Dakota

First off, sorry everything is descending (the pictures should be in reversed order), by the time I realized what I was doing, I didn't feel like going back and changing everything. Besides, nobody reads this anyway, right?

These are the black hills of South Dakota, which is what I think they're called, at least thats what the Beatles sang about in Rocky Racoon. Anyway, I didn't take any pictures of them, but there were at least 5 million billboards lining the 90 through South Dakota. They all wanted me to stop and have coffee and pie or see some prehistoric fossil, or better yet, petrified wood. While I did resist the urges to stop and have some delicious South Dakota pie, I did manage to snap this picture, what a beaut.



I took this picture of "The Diner" in Murdo, South Dakota. It's website is more extensive than the town itself. We only stopped because of our desperate need for gas. To bad "The Diner" wasn't open

http://www.wcenet.com/~murdosd/

It's about dusk when I took this picture, we were halfway into South Dakota and had just gotten out of Minnesota. At this point I had had about 4 hours of sleep in the past two days. YAY!



After getting out of Chicago's second rush hour, which is by far the most traffic I had ever dealt with previously, we were off to Seattle again. This picture I believe was while we were still in Illinois. Isn't it pretty? This is what the rest of the ride looked like until you get to Montana, although South Dakota wasn't too bad.



Entering Chicago. You can't see much mostly becuase it was really hazy out. I had been following this stupid van for what seemed like forever. I know it looks like there's no traffic here, but just before taking this picture, I hit Chicago early morning rush hour and was sitting around for a good 45 minutes. Still, with traffic and everything, it really only took me 8 hours to get to Chicago (if you include the time difference).



Cleveland at night. I tried really hard to get some good pics while driving, which often proved to be difficult. This was around 3 or 4 in the morning. I don't know if anyone knows, but Cleveland is a beautiful city to drive through at night.

My last PB&J in NY. I took this right before I left around midnight.