Curt found the Republican Headquarters, but they shut off the lights and hid behind their desks when they saw him coming.
Next we came across the biker church...Hells-a-lu-jah?
Decided to skip the quilt museum (Someone who wasn't me looked like they might have to commit hara-kiri if asked to wander thru it)
Tragically, the Eat Place wasn't open yet, so we had to suffer thru a delicate gorging @ Shandies for brunch. Poor us - gaining 5 pounds each - nummie!
Back on the road. Hey, here's a picture of my knitting. Think this was the last time I touched my needles before slinging my half-cooked creation into a bag in under the seat where it lived for the rest of the journey. I know how you all love to see my knitting (insert fork into eye now!)
