Day 7--Goodbye Custer, Hello Fireworks

We felt like we had run out of things to do and I was really ready to get home, so we packed up.  Here are a few pictures of our campsite.  It was really nice.  Huge and private.  We sat a lot at the top of the hill on the tent pad and watched for critters.  The view from up there was great.     

This was the loud neighbor.  There always is one in a campground, isn't there?  When people on other sites would sneeze, she would holler, "God bless you."  When they weren't at their site being loud, they left their loud dog locked in the camper to stand in for them.  We especially enjoyed their 11 pm wood unloading from the back of their truck.  Joy. 

This site belonged to the park volunteer that checked us in.  She sure was a character.  I would imagine she was about 80, wore great big sunglasses with rhinestones, and had three dogs who traveled with her.  I wish this picture did her lawn ornaments justice.  What a hoot! 

The Goodbye Buffalo.  We think he's remote controlled and starts walking the road right after you check out.   

I loved the little cabins in the park.  Right on French Creek.  Really cute. 

And so we left the park and the quest for fireworks began.  Old Glory was pretty run down.  Not how I remembered it.  And it smelled in there. 

And then another stop at Wall Drug for a pair of Skull Candy headphones that Sam had spotted.  Used to be rubber tomahawks, now he's on to bigger and better souvenirs!

We liked the little Wall library. 

And finally....FIREWORKS!

And back to civilization.  We decided to check in the Holiday Inn Express for real beds, Chinese food, and a trip to the Corniest Palace around.  Sam could hardly contain his excitement (insert sarcasm here). 

The bike enjoyed the accommodations as well.