Greetings from Wall, South Dakota! Might I suggest that if you’re ever in need of a laugh, you read Yelp reviews for the restaurants in Wall? Tears of laughter were shed in the process of choosing a dinner locale. A barbecue spot that sounded promising included a review that recounted flies swarming so thickly inside the restaurant that the diner was unable to eat her meal simply because her hands were too occupied as fly swatters. Another diner gave up and left after an hour and a half because his dinner never arrived and his server mysteriously disappeared (presumably because he was carried off by flies). Another restaurant had a review that reported finding maggots in the food. That's not funny, that's repulsive, but thanks for sharing. Not that one, sweetie. We chose Dairy Queen. It was the right choice.
Someone needs to make a coffee table book of the many incredible billboards of rural America. My favorite today heralded a mechanic who offers “24 hour toe service.” I might also humbly offer that if you are going to the trouble of creating a billboard you could consider having a friend or two proofread it for you. My only regret of the day is not calling that gentleman to ask about what sort of service he offers to toes. No, I have two regrets: the Chinese restaurant we chose for lunch, and not chatting with the man about the toe service.
Bust mostly today was lovely. We made it to the Badlands and scrambled over rock formations to our hearts' content, and we’ve started an awesome selfie trend that I dearly hope continues throughout this trip because we are not very good at selfies and I find them all hilarious. Actually, my favorite photos of my family are the odd ones. Where Kelly’s all squinty because he can't deal with sunlight or Dan realizes afterwards that he “must have forgotten” to smile. Yes, we’re all having the most fun. Why do you ask? OH! But we learned at lunch that our Chinese Zodiac animals are very compatible with one another. So there’s that.
But seriously, it's beautiful here. And there's only more beauty to come as we head on to the Black Hills and Denver. And we're getting very in touch with our American roots. When we were hiking through the Badlands, we passed a group with a 20-something guy who had climbed up onto a tall rock formation, and I looked up at him and thought "wow, that would be a really beautiful photo" (with the blue sky, and the clouds, and the rocks stretching out all around). And then he arched his back and launched a wad of spit into the canyon below him. AMERICA!
And that's a wrap for today. Now we're climbing into bed, stuffed full of french fries and root beer floats. Sleep tight, friends.