John Kinsella: Is this heaven?
Ray Kinsella: It’s Iowa.
John Kinsella: Iowa? I could have sworn this was heaven.
Ray Kinsella: Is there a heaven?
John Kinsella: Oh yeah. It’s the place where dreams come true.
Ray Kinsella: Maybe this is heaven.
-Field of Dreams
One of my favorite movies ever is Field of Dreams.
It’s about a guy who owns a farm and starts to hear a voice tell him to build a baseball field. For all intents and purposes, he was a typical Iowa family guy, down to earth, nothing peculiar or special about him, until he becomes the talk of the town when he begins to mow down his own crop to build a baseball field in the middle of nowhere.
This movie resonates with me on multiple levels because it reminds me of my own life. I grew up and still live in a small town, but I have dreams and aspirations that no one really grasps. If I talk too much about traveling the world or quitting my day job one day to write, the look of confusion is palpable. But that doesn’t stop me – just like the judgments, criticism, and possibility of bankruptcy didn’t stop Ray Kinsella, either.
Another arc in the story revolves around a young player who took his dream for granted and didn’t get the opportunity to live it out the way he thought he would.
We just don’t recognize life’s most significant moments while they’re happening. Back then I thought, “Well, there’ll be other days.” I didn’t realize that that was the only day.
– Dr. Archibald “Moonlight” Graham
Although he went on to live a successful life, full of love and service, he always had some regret that haunted him. I never want to regret the time I have on this earth. I never want to waste an opportunity or give up on a dream.
It was after a random night of cocktails, I ended up at our local truck stop with a few friends and discovered you could actually visit the real field of dreams! Unbeknownst to me, the owners of the property still keep the baseball field in tact almost 30 years later!
Immediately, visiting the Field of Dreams in Dyersville, Iowa was added to the bucket list. Like any rational travel enthusiast, I googled just how far away Dyserville was and to my surprise, it was only a 5-hour drive! I could make it there and back in a single day. Lucky for me, my hubby is also a Field of Dreams fan, so we found a Saturday we had free and off we went.
We started out around 4 in the morning. We hit rain going around Chicago, but as we drove through the farmland of Illinois, we could see the blue skies on the horizon.
After we crossed the Mississippi River into Iowa, it was time to grab breakfast and explore Dubuque.
Being totally honest here, our breakfast stop was 100% thanks to this awesome sign! I had an omelet and Andy devoured a plate of biscuits and gravy. It was a charming, mom and pop sort of place. It was the perfect start to our Iowa adventure.
We walked around the city for about an hour before we decided to visit the National Mississippi River Museum and Aquarium.
The history, culture, and animals of the Mississippi River and all the world’s rivers come to life through dynamic exhibits and 12 large aquariums at the National Mississippi River Museum and Aquarium.
Yep, in Iowa, we still found a piece of Michigan – a Grand Rapids sign.
The campus sits on 10 acres of the Mississippi River bank so as much as there is to see inside, there is also plenty to explore outside!
Next stop, the field of dreams! It was basically everything I thought it would be.
When I was in the 3rd grade, I went to The Bozo Show. Shoutout to Bozo the Clown! I remember once I got on set, I was seriously disappointed by how small it was! Watching at home, it looked as though the studio went on forever. In real life, we were packed in like sardines and each set had to brought in and filmed in the same space. The magic of tv was dispelled.
Luckily, the field of dreams did not disappoint. It was just like in the movie, even down to the white farmhouse! By the time we reached the movie set, the gray skies had turned to a sea of blue with white puffy clouds sprinkled throughout.
Andy even jumped in on a game of baseball, making one of his bucket list dreams come true. It made my heart smile to see him out there.
Last, but not least, we walked through the corn field where the 1919 Chicago White Sox would mysteriously appear to play on the field Ray built on pure faith.
This was a perfect day I will always remember and I encourage anyone who is a fan of Field of Dreams – add this to your bucket list! Don’t forget to bring your bat, ball, and glove!