The backend of our 4, 306 mile journey:
I was shocked to see this candy. I grew up with candy cigarettes. All of us kids used to walk around pretending to be grown smokers. (Keep in mind, the age which determines "grown" in terms of smoking is really gray in Iowa.) If you would have asked me a week ago, I would have told you there was probably a law about candy cigarettes these days. I guess not. In Nebraska, anyway.
There is only one picture from the last 18 hours of driving. If you've ever made the trek between Iowa and Maryland via 70, you already know there isn't a ton of stuff jumping out and begging you to stop and look. There are some things I'd like to look at around Zanesville, OH and Wheeling, WV, but, by that point, we always just want to get home. The one thing the kids and I always stop at is the candle store. If Ryan is with us, we sometimes don't. He's not into that sort of thing. If you are, you will have to look up where it is. Somewhere in Indiana close to the Ohio border on 70.