The World's Largest Ball of Twine!! Oh yeah!

So the next day we found ourselves driving right through the town in Minnesota with the WORLDS LARGEST BALL OF TWINE! Yeah! Glad I can finally now knock that one of my list of things to see in my life. It really is just what you would think, it's a giant ball of twine. Enclosed in a glass cased gazebo of course to protect it from the harsh Minnesota elements.

From there we went to eat breakfast at "The Home of Stuffed Hashbrowns". What the heck? Yeah, exactly what I said, I had to see what this was all about. I love the fact that we weren't in a hurry on this trip and could stop and see random stuff like this and the ball-o-twine. It's really more fun traveling across country this way.
The report on the hashbrowns... Well they weren't really all they were cracked up to be. They were actually pretty bad. As soon as the plate was set in front of me and I saw the canned mushrooms peaking out from between the layers of potatoes I knew I was in trouble. During lunch I just sat and stared in jealousy at Tim's chicken fingers.

The rest of the day was spent trying to get to a town, any town in South Dakota. Since we had started our day off the interstates we were going to stay off them, thought we could see more that way. Well, there's not too much to see in middle South Dakota. The only excitement of the night was driving to try to get to the next town to find a hotel and a deer in the middle of the road that we almost hit at 80mph. Tim used his wonderful defensive driving skills to help us avoid hitting the deer. ;)

Later, I was so shook up by the almost flip that Tim kept thinking I was mad at him. Really I was just so freaked out that we almost flipped and very thankful that he reacted the way he did, saving us from near disaster.

Shaking we made it to the next town and there in the middle of nowhere, the three hotels in town were booked. What? We were in the middle of BFE and there was NO VACANCY?! Well, turns out there was some kind of hunting competition going on. Oh boy. The next nearest town was 45 miles away.

Finally we found a little hole in the wall, crappy, little hunter's lodge hotel. Now, food. Yeah, we drove through town and were frightened to go into any of the places so we ended up at the gas station... Yup, sour patch kids, chex mix and beef jerky for dinner!