MADISON, Wisc. — I underestimated the power of the sun up here.
While I was warned by a local postman on Saturday afternoon that “we’re in for a scorcher” at 89 degrees, I waved it off as something any Hoosier could manage.
I was wrong. The sun bounces off the lakes. The lake-light bounces against the stone buildings. Then, the ricochet of solar energy blasts you in the eyes.
And then you start to cook from the inside out.
Between all that heat zapping my brain, and my blog reaching 10,000 words in a short period of time, I figured I’d take a mental break to share some pictures I otherwise haven’t been able to include in a story.
Let your mind take a break and let your eyes do the walking:
The Englert Theatre, an arts venue in Iowa City with a sign that actually made me cry.
The first rest stop I patronized in Illinois may have actually been the neatest one I’ve ever seen.
Family of moose on display at the University of Iowa Museum of Natural History.
Iowan hillside and clouds, as seen from the interstate.
Artist’s rendering of a crazy-eyed proto-fish with a punchable face on display at the University of Iowa Museum of Natural History.
The crowd at Iowa City’s Jazz Fest, as seen from the Graduate Hotel bar (Gene’s).
Abstract art in an Iowa City alley.
The Iowa City Graduate Hotel.
Rusty the Giant Sloth, official mascot and beloved exhibit of the University of Iowa Museum of Natural History.
Breakdancing in Iowa City.
Stopped by Kinnick Stadium in Iowa City.
The July 4 sunset outside the student University of Wisconsin student union in Madison.
B-TOWN Moose 