If you build it...

Feeling the effects of the night before and driving in heavy stop and go traffic out past O’Hare Intl. Airport on US90 starting at 8:30 CT, the drive out of Chicago couldn’t have been any more enjoyable. After about 4 hours, an Iowa state border, and the familiar sight of flat cornfield vistas, we arrived at The Field of Dreams movie site.

I hadn’t seen the movie in years but once we pulled up I instantly recognized it.

According to posted signage, we could have played America’s pastime ourselves right where all the famous greats, in the movie, had played, but we were ill prepared. Surprisingly, they’ve done a great job of keeping the field and grounds in pristine shape; I was really impressed. Before leaving, I thought I saw one of the Mexican greats poke out of the cornfields, but it must’ve just been my imagination.

Next stop, The Badlands, maybe.