Postcards from the road, part 3
The signs for Wall Drug begin from more than 40 miles away. My friends have been teasing me about going here since California; so far, the only things I know about the place are that it’s in South Dakota, spans 70,000 feet, sells milkshake, and somewhere features a giant jackalope. Each roadside sign metes out a few more irreconcilable facts: they sell 5 cent coffee; they offer free ice water;…













