Let’s just say the distance between Marshfield (where the kid had her surgery) and their home was 101.5 miles which is a lot of miles. So last week I drove 800 miles going back and forth to the hospital and every time we would go down one particular stretch of road we would see signs that said “Geological Marker.” Hmmm …
The site was 4 miles off the main highway and gave no clue as to what the Geological Marker actually was. Our curiosity got the best of us and so the kids and I looked it up on my phone and discovered that it was the exact mid-point of the hemisphere … and unless you plan to go to China or wander around the oceans, this is the place where you can say you stood on the exact midpoint of a hemisphere.
Well … our focus was E. so we didn’t think we’d ever have such a fantastic opportunity, but then the last night (after they had said E. could come home) the other two kids and I took off so we could get her room ready. (Her release was kind of a surprise.) So, having some extra time, we drove a windy four-mile route to the Geological Marker.
This is the interesting part. Even though the wooden sign explained what was going on, newer signs on each side of the wooden sign said that this wasn’t exactly the midpoint, but rather a “representation
of the midpoint.”
Seriously? Isn’t any spot on the earth a representation of another spot on the earth? So we weren’t exactly sure what we saw, but we had fun … I think mostly because we were excited that E. was doing better and not because we had viewed something noteworthy.
So … don’t go out of your way …