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Inside the front entranceSPAM, SPAM, SPAM, SPAMMITY SPAM!
Many years ago, as we were driving home from South Dakota, I saw the sign advertising the Spam museum. I looked at wifey, who gave me an emphatic "NO". But I knew one day, I had to return.
And so, in 2008, we made our way through Austin again, and this time, I set her up days before, admitting she'd probably hate it, but I NEEDED to go there. Sadly, baby girl wasn't ready to check out all the cool stuff, so it was only about a 20 minute visit, but that was enough to bring a smile to my face as I write up this page.
