OK - so after the yellow boot, steer, and limo in Terre Haute early in the day, we headed to Gravity Hill in Mooresville, IN. Supposedly, there's an anti-gravity spot in the road. Well, we drove there, and while David blocked the west bound lane with flashers on, the Goulding van attempted to experience it. The directions are: 'It (the exact spot) is NOT marked, but just before you reach the large silo on the right, line up your car with the large old tree on the right.' Uh, yeah, right. No, we didn't find it, but a lot of cars dodged the Goulding/McCoskey vans on Keller Hill Road! We drove back into town and found a police station, so I went in and asked what they knew about the spot. There were two women and a policeman in the office. When I explained (very briefly) the GGLT and that we were looking for Gravity Hill, the discussion was if any of them ever experienced it. The consensus was that they thought it worked but wasn't sure if there needed to be alcohol involved to feel it. (LOL!) They did, however, have an outstanding recommendation for a restaurant. If you are ever in Terre Haute, you MUST eat at the Gray Bros. Cafeteria. It is NOT your grandparents cafeteria! All of the adults agreed that they had the BEST CHICKEN EVER! The cherry pie was AWESOME, and most of us agreed that it was the best restaurant that we had ever eaten at.
The police officer also told me that John Dillinger's homestead was down the street and currently occupied by his great-great (and maybe another -great) nephew.Well, we didn't find that either, but that's okay - we had a good time talking about it!
Our next stop was at the Indianapolis Art Center to see the Twisted House. Lisa and I were trading spots in being in the picture and taking it. A kid rode by on his bike and I did a 'hey you!' and asked him to take a group shot for us. He skidded on his brakes, dropped his bike and took a couple of shots for us.
Luke had his turn in showing Frankie around.
Frankie and Emily got solo shots by the rapids below the house.
The art on the inside was interesting. Lisa thinks we can have all of our children create the 'blobs' (not sure whose word this was) on the walls and pay for our whole trip. The art also explained why there are starving artists.We snuck in observing a glass blowing class and a shrunken heads something-or-another art.
I will say, there are many pieces of art that were created by high school students that were outstanding and thought-provoking in their interpretation. (and I'm being cereal here!)
The Gouldings can take only so much culture in a trip, so we offset it with our next stop. Not that a closed road would stop us in our mission! DETOUR!
And here is our anti-culture remedy located in Fortville, IN!
Yes, it would be a martini-drinking pink elephant! The owner of the liquor store behind the elephant butt came out to take our picture. In honor of David, the beer man, the elephant sported a Coors Light banner.
We moved on (after ice cream at the DQ next door - they did not have a cherry dilly bar much to Abby's dismay) to a more serious site in Fairmount, IN -
where we observed a moment of silence in honor of James Dean. Frankie was in tears at the site of his grave...
We carried Frankie from the cemetery headed to our next stop in Fort Wayne, IN. OK - you really have to just see this one!
Molly's quote "What, Mom, did you just run out of things for us to see?????"
Frankie appreciates me and is smiling again!
We had a final stop for the day before our hotel because what would any trip be without honoring everyone's hero - Johnny Appleseed. So, yes, here it is - also located in Fort Wayne -
Johnny Appleseed's grave.
It's the end of Day 2, and we are resting in our hotel in Auburn, IN. Tomorrow will bring exciting times in Michigan, family fun and, I'm sure, many sights no one in the Goulding-McCoskey-Niemeier families have seen before or will see again. (And, we probably wouldn't want to anyway!)
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