What can I say? The temptation proved to be too strong at the Indiana State Fair, and we made like the oversized Hoosiers (I was born in Indiana, so I guess I am a local too) and ordered up a deep-fried Snickers bar. A chubby girl beside me in the waiting vat was finishing a big cup of ice cream before getting her hands on her deep-fried butter. The verdict: ew. Too sweet, too squishy. Give me a regular Snickers any day, or a fried cheese...mmm.
We also learned that the Tilt-a-Whirl can make you queasy as an adult, the spinny rides are horrifying, the haunted house is the lamest thing in the world unless you're 3 and you can't take a shortcut through the monster truck pit when the show is going on.
After our fair-going experience, we watched the sun sink under the lavender sky and drove through the cornfields toward home, a sad and exciting final destination.
TRIP ROUNDUP
States visited: 27
Miles logged: 10,000+
Weeks on the road: 7
Flat tires: 0
This journey has been the time of my life, full of stimulating scenery, fascinating people, delectable food, freedom and pure, simple love. There's no one in the world I would have rather sat beside in the car for hours on end, camped in the rain with and watched magical sunsets and the occasional sunrise together.
I love you, Jun-bug. It's good to be home.
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