
As a child, Angel used to beg and plead for her parents to stop there when they were traveling, and sometimes they would. What a bizarre place!

Look! Ashlynn and I are both wearing sombreros!

We made it to the game, and guess who was there?! SANTA!


On the way home, we had to stop in at another of SC's treasured places...Maurice's BBQ! There's one at Exit 98 now, and the girl welcomed us by saying, "Welcome to Maruice's. Our sauce is a mustard-based sauce. Would you like to try some?" I let her know that I was no tourist and am very familiar with his sauce. In fact, is there any other type of BBQ sauce? Maurice might be a little confederate-crazy, but he makes some darn good BBQ!
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