I have no Internet access again.

Boy, am I beat. I'm weaving when I walk. (The others at the hotel must think I'm drunk.) I'm having problems typing too.

It rained the whole way. Sometimes it really came down hard too and visibility was bad.

I think the combination of the gloom and having to concentrate really wiped me out. When I stopped at a gas station, it was like Laurel and Hardy gas a car: first I forgot to open my gas tank, then I forgot to slide the switch for the gas upwards, etc.

I was planning to get to Des Moines. However, I was low on gas, so I stopped in a little town by the highway. Then I saw a restaurant, and I hadn't eaten much of anything for six hours, so I stopped and ate. Then I saw a Motel 6, and because I was really tired, I decided to stop there.

It's probably just as well I can't access the Internet because I really should go to sleep.