There’s a park in Tweed Heads, NSW called “Faux Park”- It’s such a great name, but whenever I’m down that way I keep forgetting to take the Digital Camera with me…
Yup, I have been to oth places! There is also a Floyd’s Knob in Indiana, and I always find myself wishing that it was the town neighboring French Lick .
My dad and I were riding through Kenab, Utah once when I noticed an odd sign. “Did that sign say what I thought it said?” I yelled, so we stopped and looked. Sure enough, it said “Testicle Festival” and listed the dates when said festival would take place.
I presume the festival involved consuming the gonads of farm animals.
Here’s an old picture of me at the parallel-universe G8, near Osoyoos, B.C. (The rifle is photoshopped, but the sign is real.) Funny thing – there’s a historic property up on the mountain called “The Lawless place,” – because, well, the family that maintained it had the name “Lawless.”
A beautiful area that sounds a lot more forbidding than it actually is.