out of town

I’m not in the TC right now, and haven’t been since Tuesday night. Well, technically, Tuesday night I was still in the Metro area, but Wednesday morning, my family left town, heading south. Interestingly, the further south we got, the more snow there was, and by the time we hit the Iowa/Missouri border, there was six inches of snow on the ground. I thought maybe we went the wrong direction. I spent Thanksgiving in Springfield, Missouri with my extended family on my mother’s side. Springfield is also the place where I entered this world, lo these many years ago.

For urban areas, Springfield is an odd duck. It’s the third largest city in the state of Missouri, but for all that it still seems pretty rural. It resembles larger metropolises in that it has suburban sprawl, terrible traffic, and a downtown area that died out, but is now being revitalized. But many of the residents here refuse to treat it like a city, and want it to stay as rural as possible. The influence of Branson, an hour south, is immense, even though Branson is tiny in comparison. Many of the billboards are for Branson acts, featuring entertainers like Yakov Smirnoff, Shoji, and lots of blond women with too much hairspray. This is the most live country music you’re going to find west of Nasville. Wal-Mart is not only prevalent, it’s ubiquitous. At least four trips were made there in the two days I’ve been in town, one trip by my father who hates the place. A trip was also made to the Bass Pro Shop world headquarters. You could fit just about every REI and Cabela’s in the upper midwest into this megalithic shrine to outdoor living. Yet you still get the feeling that you’re in a city, albeit one that is more like an immense suburb, stretching from horizon to horizon.

This entry is being written at SGF, the Springfield/Branson Regional Airport, where I’m waiting for a plane to take me to Chicago. I have one forty minute layover in, believe it or not, Minneapolis. Not enough time to leave the airport and all the bars and restaurants are behind security, so unfortunately no one will be able to come and have a drink with me, not to mention that the MSP airport is almost large enough that 49 minutes is barely enough time to get to the next gate.

I hope everyone in the US had a happy Thanksgiving Day, and for the rest of the world, have a great weekend! I’ll be posting, WIFI willing and the creek don’t rise. I swear, I’m down here for a couple days, and I start to go all country. Good thing I’ll be back in the city soon, y’all.

1 Comment so far

  1. Rico (unregistered) on November 26th, 2004 @ 5:46 pm

    How come there are 13(!) bloggers to the left of this post, and JasonT is the only one who seems to contribute to this site?

    Also, some pictures.

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