So I was reminded of a great practical joke the other day when we were driving over to Lake Shetek, MN to go camping.
So imagine yourself an average tourist driving across the country and halfway across Minnesota you see a sign for Wall Drug. You may scratch your head a bit and figure, whatever. You keep driving and as soon as you hit SD you start seeing these signs everywhere. Granted, you’re driving across South Dakota, so there really isn’t much to see in the first place, but the amount of signs are getting annoying at best. So naturally you’re thinking, dang…there might actually be something worth seeing in this state (beyond four dead heads on a hill). So you start wondering what this monstrosity may be….and then when you’re almost all the way across the second most boring drive in the lower 48 (taking I-29 from Sioux Falls to the Canadian border is the worst) you come to your newly found destination.
A crappy souvenir shop in a town of 800. (queue sad trombone)