Workin' at the Car Wash

As most of you know we got a new car just before we left home. Well, I'm a fanatic about washing the car on a road trip because bugs mess up the window and the front bumper, hood, etc. So far I've washed the car 4 times. But at least it doesn't look like an advertisement for "Bug Guts Gazette." Actually Mae wanted me to post this because she thinks it's funny.

What's really funny is when we were mid way between one place and another in South Dakota, we stopped at a scenic, historic, let-me-separate-you-from-your-money kind of place. We went inside to see if we could withstand the come-hither mystery of the money-takers (which we did by the way). And when we went out to get in the car, there were two chickens pecking at the dead bugs on the bumper (and then you know it's time to wash the car).

As a side note, I believe that South Dakota is the traveling carnival carney-barker capitol of the world (without any traveling involved, because they stay where they are and everyone else does the traveling). We've never seen so many 1) Dinosaur, 2) Ghost, 3) Mysterious Phenomenon, 4) Cosmos-thingie museums ever. Oh, and the Corn Palace and Wall Drug. Gimme a small break; we're trying to look at the scenery, not the billboards.

That said, the Black Hills, Badlands, Mt. Rushmore, and Crazy Horse were amazing.