Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Idaho


We pulled into Pocatello around lunchtime, after six hours on the road.


Six hours out of our way just to be able to say "We've been to Idaho."


We were tired, and we knew another six hours lay ahead of us.


So, we skimped on the fantastic ghost signs of Pocatello.


Shooting them through the windshield.


And not taking note of where they were were, or if there were more.
Which we feel confident there were.

But now, we can say we have ghost signs from every state that begins with I.

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