Day 357

One of the things I most enjoy about roadtripping is the ability to stop whenever the mood strikes. One of the things I most enjoy about roadtripping with my family (or friends, but this was a trip about family) is that they get it.

Somewhere in Missouri we stopped for gas. Just off the exit right across the street from the gas station was a fairground/farm museum.



Jen and I immediately pulled out our cameras to take pictures from the car and started planning to run across the street when the cars stopped.

Except that we didn't have to. Because Aunt Sandy knows us well. She just pulled over through the gate and said, "There you go. We'll pick you up on our way out."

Yay! Pictures!

Friendly engine in the distance.



The very colorful tractors lining the fence to draw people in managed to glow even on this cloudy day, even with their colors fading and flaking.





Even with the random skull.



Because really, what kind of farm museum would it be without the random skull on a tractor?

On the other side of the gate was a little train engine just big enough to fit one engineer in the cab. Off the back, note the train car, its interior retrofitted with bench seats all around the edges on which tourists can sit.

If you look in the background of this shot, you'll see the gas station that was the original point of the stop.



Somehow this shot looks really late 60's/early 70's to me.



After crawling all over the train, we headed back across the road and joined up with the group, about two hundred pictures richer and sated.

Thanks for indulging our photo addictions, Aunt Sandy!