Another long day and a tiring one but worth it. We left Indy with the trip reading 959 miles and arrived in Springfield with it reading 1459 miles. Kinda fitting.
It was snowing when we left and for much off the journey but not the same snow as we’d get in the North-East. It hardly stuck and didn’t slow down at all.
We took a lunch break in St. Louis for very specific reasons – St. Louis BBQ ribs. Oh. My. God. The sauce was on the side and for good reason. They were so tasty I only dipped twice. The most tender smoky pork heaven seasoned to perfection. F**kin fantastic. I can’t comment on the ambience of the restaurant – we ate in the car to keep Porter company. It’s such a shame we’ve been told not to give him cooked bones otherwise I’d have been so happy to give him some of mine 
A few more hours on the road and we hit Springfield. Doh! Initial impressions were not great but then we got past the strip-malls and into the centre of town. Google found us this great little Italian restaurant (real Italian food, not just spaghetti & meatballs). We achieved a suitable excess there and are now planning our now next assault upon a crossing of the US. Suffice to say that if all goes well this time tomorrow Tony Christie and Peter Kay will be proud of us.