Madison County Revisited

It was after a day of dental surgery that I decide it would be a good time to read a book, The Bridges of Madison County, since I was doing some serious pain medication and bourbon (well, it worked for Dr. House) and wasn't capable of much else. Normally I don't get choked up over sad stories, but this one really did it for me.  My wife came home and found me in tears.  "You gotta read this," I slurred, "This is so beautiful and so sad."  She poofed and eye-rolled at me.

We usually watch the movie when it re-runs on the freebie channels, and it was on again.  I don't tear up any more, but then again we are out of Vicodin and there isn't much bourbon left in the bottle anyway. I still enjoy the story, even more now since I visited Madison County, Iowa while on a teaching assignment.

I had the weekend off and since I wasn't coming home I decide to see the sights. I looked up Madison County and discovered it was just down the road from my hotel in Des Moines.  So, off I went.  I saw a few of the bridges, the town of Winterset, and Francesca's house.  I even sat the in same tub as Eastwood and Streep, but with my clothes on and with no water.

I can only find one picture that I took during that adventure...the one of Roseman Bridge:

Obviously, my photo editing software got a bit of a workout.