As you're driving south from Minneapolis toward the Plains, you hit the town of Belle Plain. Not much is visible from the highway, but there are two heavily-advertised tourist draws:
1.
Edna Krumbee's Restaurant, not very good, but advertised as heavily as Burma Shave to make you think it's a celestial experience.
2.
The World's Largest Candy Store, previously known as Jim's Apple Farm, is visible for miles around as a gigant yellow silo. It's usually packed with people buying mass quantities of their favorite childhood brands that they thought long gone. I like the international aisles, with chocolate bars from Sweden, toffee from Belgium, snack sticks from Japan, and who knows what else? They also have pies, apples, pancake mix, hundreds of local sodas, and sundries.
You wouldn't think that a candy store would be a good place for physique watching, but many of the droves of people are hot guys, and the staff seems entirely composed of extremely photogenic local boys. One wonders about the application process.
If you get off the highway, you'll find a standard Minnesota small town, with a dead, decrepit downtown, some Lutheran churches, and some modern suburban districts where people who commute into Minneapolis live.
Nothing of historic interest except the Episcopal Church of the Transfiguration, built in "Prairie Gothic" style in 1868, no longer in use (you can't go inside).
Not a lot going on. There's a high school with the usual wrestling, swimming, and cross country (for some reason photographed shirtless).
And in the swimming pool. I guess they needed to cool off after a long race on the prairie.
There are two famous hometown boys:
1. Professional wrestler Mitch Paradise.
2. Professional motorcross racer Ryan Dungey (racing nude in the top photo)
But there's really no need to get off the highway. The World's Biggest Candy Store provides ample physique watching. And they have Toblerones.
