When I was driving home this afternoon, southbound on the M74 between Hamilton and the exit to the A71, I saw a Chevy SUV on the motorway. This was unusual in itself. There are more Chevys being sold in the UK these days, but the thing that made me go "Hey!" was that this gas guzzler was sporting Iowa license plates!!! On top of that, they were from Linn County! I grew up in Linn County. More specifically, Mt Vernon not too far from Cedar Rapids, the county seat.
I was all set to flag this person down and ask him what he's doing all the way in SW Scotland with an Iowa vehicle. Then I noticed a two smaller things. 1. A W-04 bumper sticker (George Bush presidential campaign sticker) and 2. A Confederate flag sticker on the rear window. Last time I checked, Iowa was waaaaay north of the Mason-Dixon line. Maybe it was on the SUV when he bought it and just never got around to taking it off. He was turning off the road anyway and I was staying on. Never mind.
It was nice to see the Iowa plates. It caused me to be awash in homesickness for my old prairie state. I do miss Iowa. Big fields of corn, barns, thunderstorms, picnics in the park, camping, canoeing, knowing all the bird songs and not being a foreigner just as soon as I open my mouth.
Did I tell you that I bought some crickets in the pet store the other day? I did. I've got them in a plastic bug container. If I can keep them alive, I'm hoping that the male crickets will chirp this summer. There aren't many chirping crickets in the UK and I miss that particular summer evening sound.
It was a beautiful day in SW Scotland today. Apparently it was raining just about everywhere else in the UK. After I had seen this Iowa Chevrolet, I was wondering if I would ever move back. I don't want to say never . . . . . for as much as I miss Iowa, I can't imagine leaving here.