We ended up heading to Amana a day early after Ed made several phone calls around for a couple of parts for the air conditioners. The back one is not working and the front one ends up working overtime thanks to the high temperatures.
Carol and Gary also pulled into Amana early and they had just checked in and were pulling into their site (they came in on 80 East / we came in on 80 West) when we pulled up to the office to check in. Once we got set up, Gary and Ed went out to look for corn (you would think it would be easy to find in Iowa!) and over an hour later they were back. They "had" to stop at the brewery to get directions for a place to buy corn...go figure!!
We were getting ready to eat and Ed got a call from Pat, his sister, who was heading to Iowa City returning from Cheyenne, WY with her hubby, Michael. They stopped for a short visit and sat and had some corn on the cob. Unfortunately, there were a lot of flies that came around while we were eating and while I was swatting one, I hit Ed in the eye with the flyswatter. I thought he was joking until Gary noticed his eye was bloodshot...uh oh. Luckily Pat was good at first aid and she put a bandage on his eye and wrapped up his head with gauze to give it a rest for the night. We may have to look for an urgent care place tomorrow. Am I in deep doo-doo, or what?
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We rode our bikes on the bike trail to one of the Amana Colonies (7 villages make up the colonies). It was HOT!!! The bike trail led right to the brewery so we "lost" Ed and Gary there and Carol and I pedaled on around the town and stopped and checked out a few places.
Ed ended up getting an appointment with an eye doctor (at the suggestion of our eye doctor back home) to get his eye checked so we went to Cedar Rapids. Ed's going to live but the fly swatter has been put out of commission (better the swatter, than me) and he's on antibiotics to avoid an infection from the burst blood vessels.
We ended up going to the Ronnenberg, a German restaurant, for dinner in town which was great.
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More bike riding on the trails into town to check out the local stores and luckily we had bags and baskets on our bikes since we ended up supporting some of the local merchants.
Nebraska is the cornhusker state, although Iowa is in that same corn belt. Of course, no matter where you go, you have to find the best by chatting with the local yokels. What better place? Well, Ed and Gary have figured it out.
ReplyDeleteomg..tHE FLY SWATTER FROM HELL. Hope Ed is ok...I just started reading your blog and am reading from the bottom up. Jean...you need to be put in the time out chair!
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