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#29: South Dakota

Yesterday, the first official day of my vacation, I drove across Iowa into South Dakota just to say I have been there.

In hindsight, it was a dumb thing to do—or at least it was dumb to drive all that way and not stay for a night.

But before I get into that, let’s talk about the Mount Rushmore State—or at least the nine miles of it that I saw.

First of all, I did not realize I crossed the border into South Dakota. The Interstate 29 bridge over the Missouri River is quite inconspicuous and, despite expecting it, I did not see the sign welcoming motorists to the state. Either I missed it or it was blocked by a truck when I passed. Regardless, I figured I had missed something when I noticed the mile marker numbers had reset and saw small casinos lining the surface streets. When I saw an 80-mph speed limit sign, that clinched it. (I did not realize the Interstate speed limit in South Dakota is 80 mph. I also saw a km/h conversion sign, too, which I thought was interesting.) When I reache…

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