Where not in Kansas anymore. Metaphorically speaking. We are in Kansas literally. Although when we say literally we really mean actually, which is funny since literally actually means having to do with letters or words. English is a nutty language.

Almost as soon as we turned East from Denver the landscape flattened and stretched and turned brown. There’s a lot of Colorado that’s flat — the whole Eastern third of the state. When we entered Kansas on I-70, we passed just north of the highest point in Kansas. Mount Sunflower sits on the border with Colorado at a lofty 4,039 feet.

We also passed the very creatively named town of Kanorado. Can you guess the two states it is named for? Now I’m ready to look for similar border towns all over the country. Where’s New Mexizona or Alassippi or New Jerk? How ’bout Massenecticut or Connectichusetts?