Blue flowers are pretty. I am not taking photos. That's the problem with bus views - you can't, unless you want blurry pictures. There are several Wendy's outlets in America. Did you hear about the guy whose finger was reportedly found in a bowl of Wendy's chilli, so people thought him dead and killed by a crazy axe murderer or something, but he turned up alive? PETER PETTIGREW is written all over this!

We have passed a number of small/important towns - Jamestown, once an Indian settlement where lakes are still named after chieftains, where Mark Twain met Rudyard Kipling and talked writing; Geneva, beautiful Charlestonish village with brightly painted, colonial-style houses, where the women's suffrage movement began and female doctors existed, even back in the eighteenth century, and slaves from the Underground Railroad hid; the Finger Lakes.







We had lunch at 2.30 at Burger King, post a lot of rumbling tummies and angry murmurings. The ladies from New Mexico are discussing Jane Fonda and how good she looks at her age (I just checked IMDB, she is an effing 68). Looking at a map to trace our route, I realise that a large portion of grounds around this area are highlighted as Amish Counties! Is that not amazing? I want to go see them, only they might kidnap us and take away my iPod, camera and other frivolous devices.