Ok, the title of this one is a bit cheesy, but cut me some slack, I camped last night, was woke early by mariachi music from the neighboring camp and drove all day to get to Joplin, MO. Erick and I camped at the famous Meramec Caverns outside of Stanton, MO. My excitement to photograph an underground cave formed by millions of years of steady drips meant that I was tolerant enough not too pick a fight with the neighboring camp (although I did look for ways to cut their power to no success). In a nutshell, did Meramec live up to the amazingness that was promised on the 47 billboards I was subjected to along route 66? Yes and no, lets just say this is a true roadside gem, but lets leave the cheese business to our friends in Wisconsin. After the last rock joke was told via our 23 year old Pat Sajac wannabe, I left happy.
We ended our day by checking into the Plaza Hotel....not the real one, not by along shot. We found some locals gathering at what appeared to be a future fireworks show. I recognized the telltale signs, cars parked on grass lots, everyone facing toward a direction where there is nothing happening (yet), blankets, fold up beach/lawn chairs and kids running in circles. Here is a shot from the show we enjoyed so far away from our family and friends, miss you all, see you soon!