We abandoned KC and headed for Kirksville, MO, home of the purple wearing Truman State Bulldogs.
He said he would not enable that stupid joke.
Agreeing to take that picture, according to Klemmer, would be like buying [me] heroin.
Not many students were around, but the purple university banners gave us a spark of hope.
Sweet victory all thanks to this man.
I asked Klemmer if he rocks with Migos.
Migos is one of my favorite groups ever.
He threw on a Migos spotify playlist, and I took Chris Klemmer through the eras.
Versace: Not for me, but its not making my ears bleed.
Im probably just too old.
Bad and Boujee and Walk It Like I Talk It he liked more.
In Davenport, we tried a Walmart, two Hy-Vee grocery stores, another Walmart, and a Target.
The main strip of Davenport matched the theme of our trip so far, barren wasteland.
To make matters worse, nearly every restaurant or bar we found closed their kitchen at 9 pm.
A hangry Klemmer admitted how much he missed New York.
I cant blame him though, no food anywhere at only 9 pm is unpatriotic and borderline sinful.
I, too, found myself ready to get back to Chicago.
Bagging 10% of the country in three and a half days isnt all that bad in my book.
Corn and corn and more corn for as far as the eye could see.
The weather has also been amazing for nearly all of our trip.
This has been an immeasurable life vest for road trip vibes.
L of the Day: No hat in Iowa is a huge sting.
Who knows though, maybe well get lucky at hotel breakfast before we hit the road.
Thanks to everyone who kept up with our mission and read the penmanship of a noble intern.
Until next time,
Jakob
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