As you can see in the latest update, I opted for the french fries cooked in duck fat (at Hot Doug’s) on my way out of Chicago. Best. Fries. Ever.

For the past couple days, I’ve been in Madison (pictures coming soon), thoroughly enjoying my proximity to the lake, the farmer’s market, and my first run with the Hash House Harriers. A hash is something in between a footrace, scavenger hunt, orienteering, and a beer-drinking bonanza. They’ve got ’em all over the world, so better you should experience one for yourself than let me attempt to describe it.

I’m headed off in to the wilds of the plains tomorrow – first Minnesota and then on to South Dakota. It may be a week or two before I get cellphone reception or email again.