We stopped at the cemetary where my mom and dads parents are, this is the first road off the highway, its a gravel road which Paul swore was only big enough for 1 car, a few miles up a twisting turning hill we turned onto a smaller gravel road which only have a one lane for cars, it even has grass growing in between the tire tracks.
This is the view of the cemetary from the gate.
Paul debating about using the outhouse
A tombtone at the cemetary.
A tombtone at the cemetary.
More cows and country life.
This is the tiny dairyette I worked at through highschool. We stopped and got ice cream cones.
This is the CoolSpot, it's a gas station, convenience store, restuarant in Coolville (the town I grew up in) For some reason everyone around there thinks it's the coolest place ever, I fail to see the wonders of it, but they do have a cute setup.
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