We picked up a load in Hershey, Pennsylvania yesterday. That sure is an interesting place. Here are my photos:
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| The streetlights look like Hershey's Kisses! |
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| This was on the wall outside at the original factory. |
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| This tower was across the parking lot and behind a building |
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| Closeup |
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| Straight on shot. |
Remember my rant from the other day about the amusement park(s)? Well, I promise not to go off on you today, but there IS an amusement park in Hershey. The only thing I really noted about it is THIS particular roller coaster, which is completely constructed out of wood:
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| Wooden roller coaster. |
These next two shots are of Hotel Hershey, which looks more like an insane asylum than a hotel.
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| Hotel Hershey |
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| Ditto. I wonder if they put chocolates on your pillow? |
Someday maybe we'll even have time for a tour! We are now taking the load of frozen chicken wings which we picked up in Hershey (I'm pulling your leg) to Edwardsville, IL, which is just across the state line from St. Louis, MO. Our next dispatch takes us to Minnesota, just outside the Twin Cities, so we're hopeful that once we break through that invisible barrier in the middle of the Mississippi River, we'll just keep on heading west! We also hope to be able to watch the Packers in the Playoffs on Sunday afternoon with Sassy, who has now settled in St. Paul, MN.
Today's Silly Sounding Place Name: Kinmundy, Illinois.
little known fact; Edwardsville was named after me; mom probably never told you that cuz she thought you would be jealous.... of course, you are probably going to tell me the story of Margaritaville now.....
ReplyDeleteMargi, did you ever find your lost shaker of salt?
ReplyDeleteNibblin on sponge cake
ReplyDeleteWatchin the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with oil
Strummin my six-string
On my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp they're beginnin to boil
Chorus:
Wastin away again in margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know it's nobodys fault
I don't know the reason
I stayed here all season
Nothin to show but this brand new tattoo
But it's a real beauty
A mexican cutie
How it got here I haven't a clue
Chorus:
Wastin away again in margaritaville
Searchin for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
Now I think
Hell, it could be my fault
I blew out my flip-flop
Stepped on a pop-top
Cut my heel had to cruise on back home
But there's booze in the blender
And soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on
Wastin away again in margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know it's my own damn fault
Yes and some people claim that there's a woman to blame
And I know it's my own damn fault