We're not in Kansas anymore. . . oh wait, yes we are!

After a night that was way too short, we were up and going again as we had a 10 hour drive to Wichita, Kansas. We were a little sluggish, and didn't leave Fort Collins until 11 a.m. Part of that lateness was a stop at Wally World to grab, among other things, some Children's Benadryl for the "kids" to see if it would calm them (mostly one of them) down a little.

We tested it on Rocky in the parking lot, and he was not a fan! As soon as we gave it to him, he went crazy, flopping around and foaming at the mouth. He was fine, but he apparently likes cherry flavored medicine as much as I do. The rest of the drive was uneventful. I think the farmland out here is really cool, but the flat nothingness is only interesting for so long when you're just driving along.

The next exciting thing happened when we pulled into our hotel in Wichita shortly after 10 p.m. and found at that they didn't accept pets. . . so, after taking up our bags, we unloaded mine and went back down to the X-terra. We put the cats in my bag and snuck them on up to the room. They've been much better than I thought they would be, so they deserved to get out and stretch their legs.

Anyway, that's it for tonight. . . tomorrow we have a shorter driving day, and we'll get into my mission area where we'll stay with the Snyder's in Bryant, Arkansas.