DAY 2....RAISING INDIANA

                                 Restoration Act getting stale?   We can help.

We laughed our way across Hoosierland with Ms Chips, the young lady who lives in Adrian's GPS. Ever encouraging, ever willing to repeat herself, armed with dated maps, unsure of left and right, but so much more effective than the taciturn and alarmingly unaware of current highway numbering Mr Google, a prisoner here of his own device.

Listening to Ms Chips muttering her way out of a left turned right gave me an idea for a NYorker cartoon: A post-coital couple is side by side in bed. He is heavy-lidded, she is alert. The caption: "...recalculating..."

As you can see from the samples below we have made a devils bargain: an industroscape to rival Jersey....and yet, flowering trees.

                    ...on one hand

                                                                        ...on the other

But even exchange considered, the gas is almost free, and Canadians who speak zipcode may pay at the pump, and two may dine at Applebee's for less than a twelve-pack of Steamwhistle.

Tonight's stop is Troy...just east of the Dardanelles which Americans call the Mississippi and which also separates East and West. Tomorrow we light out for the territories.