I mentioned before how I am reminded that I am not living in a metropolis. Further evidence on this matter was again presented when Justin was looking out the window of the restaurant and noticed a bit of a traffic jam, which is cause to stop and stare because such novelties rarely occur in Burley. The cause of said traffic jam was a wagon train! This was no little train either. It consisted of not one, not two, not three but four covered wagons and a buggy. No, we do not have any Amish in the area. We just live in the sticks. Tractors, bulls, tumbleweeds why not wagons?![]()
