Over the years we've stumbled across an ostrich farm in California (don't see too many of those in WV); sang with a local man for his bus fare in Mazatlan; drove through a herd of buffalo in Wyoming; and witnessed our most memorable sunset while sitting on a remote cliff in North Carolina.
And while I do enjoy visiting marble floored museums and walking through pristine tended gardens, I think real beauty is found in hillside wild flowers...
...a lone meadow barn...
...and, of course, the local wildlife...
All in all, the best things in life really are free (gees Dad, you were right) with backroad vacation memories that span across the generations. 
