The drive across South Dakota was…um….very boring. I’m sorry to any South Dakotans out there, I really mean no offense. But when the most exciting to see is a cow in a pasture… well….it leaves little to the imagination.
Now whenever I talk about going “home” I always say “Wisconsin” because that is where I grew up. But a few years after I left home, my parents moved to the other side of town, which happens to be in another state.