Captain Mojo

Today started out in the outskirts of Chicago and ended up in a suburb of Indianapolis.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to hook up with my good friend Seed, from over at the Mint400.net due to a scheduling conflict. Also, the sage tourist advice given to us by Lexington Green was wasted due to poor follow-up and research, which left us lost no matter where we went in the Chicago area. However, we still managed to have a lovely time in Chi-Town.

From our suburban start we made our way to the city center:

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Here we are, on the outskirts of the city whose name inspires this very blog. The moderate 7-hour drive from Minneapolis to Chicagoland was somewhat of a challenge to us after failing to properly rest in the twin cities. Exhaustion is setting in, so I’ll yet again be brief…

St. Paul’s downtown, although not as impressive as that of Minneapolis, is still quite nice. Unfortunately, we were unable to get close to the mighty cathedral there or the state capital building:

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AKA, the city formerly known as

Note: No spectacular American scenery today, as we were not on the road. Instead, I offer the following selection of items (sans malevolent communists) of a more personal and egotistical variety. More on the road tomorrow.

Today was a rest day. Cornflake and I enjoyed the hospitality of Agent Yogi, and his lovely wife, Agent Booboo.

The Twin Cities are one of my favorite Metropolitan areas. This was cornflake’s first visit, so our hosts were intent on showing us the full charms of their adoptive home.

However, the previous night’s celebrations had left us slightly “out of sorts” in the morning, as you might imagine, so we started the day with a nourishing and stomach settling breakfast:

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Today’s journey went relatively well. We reached Minneapolis with time to spare, and enjoyed a fine dinner and evening here with our trusted contacts, agents Yogi and Booboo. They have provided a fine and secure safe house here in the suburbs of the Twin Cities, where their high-tech security system protects us from the evil pinko bastards. We will stay here another day enjoying their hospitality before moving on to Chicago on Saturday.

Celebrations of our arrival have led to a large number of Martinis, so I must keep things brief.

Dead bugs on the open road of central South Dakota (we shall crush them!):

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Today was a learning day for Cornflake and me. Our elders had warned us not to underestimate the raw size of Montana. We scorned their advice, thinking to ourselves, “My what great time we made today. There’s no doubt we can get through the rest of the state in mere hours. We are truly as mighty as the gods themselves.”

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