my father never stopped on road trips…we finally convinced him he had to detour 50 miles out of the way to go to the Corn Palace. We got there mid-morning, late Summer, and the entire building was being attacked by birds. It was terrifying. People running everywhere…poop everywhere…corn flying all over the place….

we never even got out of the car.

and my father to this day uses the corn palace as an example of all the bad reasons to make stops on trips.