Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The Whistle Stop

We stopped at tiny cafe in Frontenac MN, along US 61 just south of Red Wing. They had delicious grilled cheese and everyone stared at Heather's tattoos. Frontenac is unincorporated with a population of 1450.

This is what the Whistle Stop looks like on Google Streetview, although the address isn't correct.

And this is what popped up on my computer in the parking lot for two seconds. It was so ridiculous and random that, we drove all over the Whistle Stop's tiny parking lot waiting for it to come back up so I could screenshot it. Eventually Ben suggested we drive towards the brown fence just visible in the far left of the above Streetview shot, saying, "they have a fence, they might like boobs!" And he was right.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010


Despite the Lord of the Rings-y name, Bangor was not full of Orcs. Just sweet old cars and factories.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

This One's For Colin Marx

Because it's Labor day this weekend and because I feel like I should, I'm giving you guys an extra big dose of walk pictures! Hooray! These pictures are from our explorations of LaCrosse, Wisconsin. Keep in mind they are only mildly edited.

This was the first thing we saw upon entering LaCrosse. It was creepy and beautiful and had state pride all in one.

One of the more snapshotty pictures. This is a statue stealing Ben's hat.

Heather photographing the river.

People staring at Heather photographing the river.

This is not from American Graffiti, but we could have sworn that it was.

This was the old, smelly, cheap hotel we stayed in. We were pretty sure there was a body in the wall cavity that we could feel through the wallpaper.

Sleeping arrangements.

Heather in the morning.

Ben in the morning.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Lake City

I like your bizarre mismatched signage, Lake City.