Today is my aunt Teresa’s 56th birthday.   

7:00 am.  Good night sleep.   Time to get on in this morning with our turkey.   It’s a balmy 11 degrees but at least it’s not snowing.  

Good morning Illinois!  Kind of looks like Arkansas, Iowa, Nebraska, parts of Ohio, Indiana and Kansas too.   I guess If the road signs didn’t say Illinois I would be hard pressed to tell where we are.  Haha. 

Kankakee Illinois 

Made it to our stop in plenty of time.  US Cold Storage.  They have these gigantic storage places all over the place.  

DG:  Live unload. No surprise there. These places are generally very efficiently ran.  Out in just over an hour. Long enough for a short nap. 

Next trip is from Chicago Heights to Ft. Worth, TX. Good. Heading for some warmer weather.  But first a washout. My trailer looks like somebody ran a pallet through a wood chipper and threw some dirt in for good measure.  Not to worry though, the boys of Blue Beacon are on the job. 

After that we will be crossing the street to find a parking place for the evening.  

Not far from the place we are staying for the night there is a restaurant that has a car like the one in The Blues Brothers.  

 
We also passed the alien again but this time going the other way.  The place was called The Launching Pad.  I think it was a restaurant.  Not sure what kind of food they would serve though.  

Tonight we dine in style. The Iron Skillet restaurant at the Monee Petro is famous for its endless buffet and exquisite salad and soup bar. Not really. Just thought it would taste better if I made it sound fancy good. It’s not bad and the menu varies slightly from place to place and its 1000 times better than fast food and you get to sit down and be waited on. So considering all the positives, it’s a fairly good place to eat. And one has to consider that usually when one is near the Iron Skillet they are far from any other eating establishment.  Of course in this case, where we were parked, we were closer to a Culver’s, but I wasn’t that impressed with them the last time we ate there. 

Had a slow leak in a tire so got it checked out. Sure enough there was a piece of metal in it, probably a nail, but now all is well. 

Back at the ranch it’s time for bed. Hasta minana amigos eh amigas. God bless.