Several general thoughts from my weekend in Iowa.
There is zero sense of Covid. Once out of Des Moines’ small airport nobody is wearing a mask, stores don’t have caution signs up, and there’s no capacity limitations at what would be the very crowded college bars. For better or worse, it’s refreshing after a year and a half of California beating me over the head with precaution measures.
You know you’re back in the Upper Midwest when you start seeing Menard’s, Scheels, Pizza Ranch, and Grain Belt beer.
Speaking of beer, I never understood why Busch Light existed with seemingly nobody I knew ever drinking it. Well, evidently, what Miller Lite is for Wisconsin and Coors Light is for Colorado, Busch Light is likewise to Iowa. So many 24 packs being carried to the tailgates. Busch on tap at every bar. Busch cans scattered across the lawns of every frat house and student housing complex.