This morning all of us woke up around 11:00 AM and enjoyed some coffee and tasty breakfast assembled by Kevin’s parents Tom and Shelly. Breakfast consisted of fluffy waffles, scrambled eggs, and sausage links that just as yesterday all quickly disappeared. With breakfast consumed, we all began cleaning up and packing in preparation for the great departure back to the Twin Cities. Frank was able to convince all of us into some great group photos that I hope turned out well. I will have to link them as soon as Frank posts them on his Flickr page.
After signing guest books and saying our goodbyes, we hit the road. In fact, we are on the road right now and just stopped for some gas, refreshments, and correct directions after not taking 33 South off of 53 South. Hopefully the road we are on now will get us hooked up again with 35 South bound and onto home.
I always find it interesting the daydreaming that can occur as a passenger on long road trips. Sometimes when I see large open vistas along the road, I imagine them being the site of large battles between Human Soldiers and the Machines like in the Terminator films, or large walking tripods from alien invaders patrolling the landscapes for human survivors like in War of the Worlds and many other science fiction stories. In drives to our lake cabin on Tuluby, I would often imagine Dinosaurs from Jurassic Park living in the woods along highway 113. The T-Rex would jump out into the middle of the road and snatch up an unsuspecting deer before it collided into our car and that the only animal we had to stop for was the heard of Brachiosaurs going to Bad Medicine Lake for a drink.
Lately I imagine myself in a high-speed bullet train (like the one pictured above) enjoying a flick, checking my email, or getting a drink from the dining car. I look out the window and watch the terrain and scenery change as we travel from the dense urban centers of Minneapolis and St. Paul to the small towns we pass through on our journey to wherever adventure calls our names. The other fantasy of mine, is being in the cockpit of an advanced atmospheric/interstellar fighter or interceptor that is flying over an abandoned Earth, devoid of human life. All that remains is the built infrastructure of radial railways, highways, and surviving structures a thousand years after a great war. I am a pilot from a great vessel known as the Battlestar Galactica or the Pride of Hiigara from the game Homeworld 2 who has only heard of Earth as the legend of the “13th tribe” of humans that left our home system thousands of years ago.
Sorry for the “geek out”. Battlestar Galactica on the Sci-Fi channel is one of my favorite shows on right now. I like the ideology that the show follows of “life here, began out there”-to quote the original series from the 1970’s and that somewhere in the depths of space there is another race of humans or "brothers of man". I think that’s why I like Science Fiction that involves entities such as “The First Ones” from Babylon Five, “The Ancients” or “Gate Builders” from Stargate SG-1 and Stargate Atlantis, or terms such as “The Forerunners” or “Progenitors” that are used in many Science Fiction books. These entities are often referred to as the Universe’s first beings and the oldest, wisest, and most powerful races ever created that have been there since the beginning, but have evolved beyond our universe and await us to join them “Beyond the Rim” to quote Babylon 5. I like these explanations of the Creator and the Universe and our eventual role that we as the human race may someday play. The Universe is far too large for Earth to be the only planet with "intelligent life", and if it is only us it sure would be a waste of an awful lot of space.
I know I kind of went off topic for a while, but this was fun to write about and plus I am in a car and can’t go anywhere or even nap. Plus, since WI-FI isn’t available on all of major US Highways yet, there is not much that I can do with the lappy, so I shall sign off and ponder about which photos I would like to add to this post before I publish it on “Aint Nothin’ But A Drew Thing”.
Until next time,
“SO SAY WE ALL”
Dedicated to the last remaining Battlestar…The Galactica. May we some day build a kick ass warship to be humanities last hope in the battle against evil and oppression.