…isn’t in Virginia. It’s in Nevada somewhere. I can’t tell you exactly where because I didn’t drive and when I don’t drive, I don’t pay attention to minor things like directions or highway numbers or the state I am in. But, I’m pretty sure the kids made a big deal about entering another state and I saw casinos so… I can almost guarantee this was Nevada. Almost.
This is a church. Or a cathedral. It’s religious in some way and pretty. That’s what I was going for. The pretty, not the religious. Which, now that I think about it, had really nothing to do with why we were in Virginia City. All we did there was shop and eat some outstanding barbeque and marvel at our companion who bought something close to 40 pounds worth of saltwater taffy. That was a lot of taffy. The entire day was fun but not in any way religious and/or pretty. Except this view. The view was pretty.
And us, of course. We’re always adorable.