...we saw a few unexpected treasures we just had to stop to see.
|Hi Igor.....I'm Thelma!|
|Hi Igor...I'm Stella!|
|Hi Igor.....I don't like spiders....|
and my name is Thelma!
I know, I know. We looked for Jesus last year and found him in Sioux City, Iowa. If you remember, that Jesus was 33 feet tall and we had a terrible time finding him, even with GPS. You can read about that adventure here .
We tried to find Jesus on our first day, but night came too quickly and we had a few hours to go before a hotel.
On day 2, we concluded Jesus was not in the Northwoods.
We had one, final day.
We were on a mission.
While searching the roadways for our final supply run of
I "spotted" some cows in a field along the road.
|Who could ask for anything more?|
We drove on the ROAD for awhile.
It was hard to imagine that our trip was coming to a close.....and we hadn't found HIM yet. We had one more clue in our arsenal of the Wonderful World of Web.
According to my sometimes reliable resource, if we just dipped into Dubuque, just a wee bit by the looks of the map, we might be able to find Jesus.
......along the road
.......Gas Station Jesus!
|Hey, Jesus, it's me....|
|...you have a little something in your nose....|
I can get that for you.
|Woot! Your nose is clean now!|
|High Five, Gas Station Jesus!|
|Yeah...Louise and I were excited too.|
An hour left of our trip.
An hour on the road until we hit our own beds once again.
An hour left of side splitting, pee your pants, laughter.
An hour left of what has become my favorite trip of the year.
This was our second annual Roadside America trip. On Day 2, Stella announced that she has accepted a call to California. She would be leaving us for a state that is going to fall into the ocean.
This announcement put a small damper on our spirits, but then the question was asked......
Do you think we need to look for Jesus in California next year??