Wall Drug
I’m not usually one to rave about shopping places. In fact, I’ve been known to go to great lengths to avoid them at all costs. But I had been seeing amusing billboards for Wall Drug for, quite literally, over 300 miles as I drove across South Dakota, and I needed fuel and coffee anyway, so decided to see what it was all about. It turned out to be not so much a single shop as a complex maze of shops,…