Even after having lunch we had several hours to kill before our hostess Jeanne Gomoll would arrive home from work. Being indefatigable tourists we consulted our map and picked out a state park to visit. We turned up at Aztalan Historical Village just as it closed, according to their signs. We poked our heads in at the office door and asked if we could still see the place. I'm doing some programming, just wander around.
Geeks are everywhere.
We had a look at the collection of pioneer detritus in the main museum, an old Moravian church, where we met some tourists from Iowa. Then we had a look at the log cabins brought in to preserve the pioneer lifestyle of cramped rooms, dirt floors, low ceilings, and zero privacy. I felt claustrophobic just peering in the doorways. They certainly were picturesque, though. Afterwards, we drove through the park looking at the Aztalan burial mounds.