I haven't gone on an 'airplane' trip since last April and this makes me sick. just a few years back I was traveling upwards of six times a year on an airplane--going through bottles of Valium just to muster up the courage to actually get to the airport and spending thousands and thousands of dollars on credit, which I am still paying for, just to be able to go shopping in Paris or zip lining in Costa Rica.
That last paragraph actually made me gag at how immature and overprivileged I just sounded.
Well, then, at the beginning of last year, on the cusp of my 30th birthday I got all self- righteous and vowed to eat a ton of kale and to never use a credit card again. Thankfully the latter stuck and I am not only almost (almost!!) finished paying off my debt but I am also pretty much land-locked when it comes to going places and doing things ('sorry I can't spot all 10 of us and buy these concert tickets and just have you guys pay me back whenever you feel like it and then inevitably spend the cash on wine and/or more wine').
No more shopping either. Which means I am now down to like one bra an a pair of moccasins that I can't stop wearing...out of comfort and because all my other shoes are two seasons ago (immature/overprivlidged).
I DIGRESS
So it's vacation time, and I've earned it, and if timed properly, I will have my tax return to get me through it. I got to pick where to go for this trip and I am extremely excited to be able to cross this off my wish list: Mt. Rushmore!!!!! I know it may be nerdy as all get out but BUT I seriously get nerd chills thinking about how massively bizarre it must be to go and see those guys up close and personal. It's ok that I can only name three of them off the top of my head, it's also ok that I had no idea that to go there we'd be in...South Dakota? Needless to say, I can't flipping wait and we've built in some pretty rad road trip pit-stops and this is where this blog post is going to get interesting (I promise).
I have fan-girl love affairs with the following three 'things' (for lack of a batter word): shipwrecks, preferably abandoned/ abandoned creepy amusement parks (and the lore that surrounds them) and...weird kitschy roadside attractions.
Think Muffler Men and giant monuments to yarn or light bulbs. Mystery holes and fairy tale forests. I still own, and actively peruse, pretty much every issue of Weird NJ and I'm certain that's where my love for offbeat sites stems from. A few years back I was begging Ryan to go to Marfa, TX just to see this.
So- I need your help--anything offbeat I should check out in CO, WY, SD, NE? So far I made promises to myself to go see some additional large busts of President's past in Hermosa, SD (you can climb them...how fucking cool/weird!)
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