South of the border...
...between North and South Carolina, that is.
Since the early 1950's, "South of the Border" has been a popular stopping place on the way to Florida, a veritable monument to the concept of tacky.
There are billboards advertising it for hundreds of miles, in both directions.
I went right past it recently, in both directions...but as it just so happens, I did stop for gas on the Southbound leg of my journey at the same exit.
That's not to say that I've never stopped; being a mere mortal, I am as morbidly curious about unique phenomena as the next person. Probably more so, in fact, but I was intent on covering ground this time.
One thing they sell a lot of there is fireworks, although what with some States becoming a bit less restrictive about such things, I'm sure that aspect of their business has declined somewhat.
Also, as a halfway point between the Northeast and Florida, I'm certain that a lot of people avail themselves of the campground and motel there.
The last time I remember stopping was for breakfast at one of the restaurants they have there.
You can read more about it here...
Since the early 1950's, "South of the Border" has been a popular stopping place on the way to Florida, a veritable monument to the concept of tacky.
There are billboards advertising it for hundreds of miles, in both directions.
I went right past it recently, in both directions...but as it just so happens, I did stop for gas on the Southbound leg of my journey at the same exit.
That's not to say that I've never stopped; being a mere mortal, I am as morbidly curious about unique phenomena as the next person. Probably more so, in fact, but I was intent on covering ground this time.
One thing they sell a lot of there is fireworks, although what with some States becoming a bit less restrictive about such things, I'm sure that aspect of their business has declined somewhat.
Also, as a halfway point between the Northeast and Florida, I'm certain that a lot of people avail themselves of the campground and motel there.
The last time I remember stopping was for breakfast at one of the restaurants they have there.
You can read more about it here...
posted by camojack | 01:17
6 Comments:
Ah, America does tacky better than anyone!!
Looks like the kind of place the kids would wipe out your wallet in a hurry and load the car with a ton of worthless junk. Ugh.
And when did the border of Mexico move to between North and South Carolina? Musta missed that headline.
Who knew Pedroland was really in the Carolinas…
Something weird has taken place. I actually logged into both yours and possums today. Maybe I awoke South of the Border.
I too have passed the place mucho grande times, but only stopped in once for a cold beverage and sadly had not the time to enter into the hallowed gates of junkery
Taco Bell on steroids?
MargeinMI:
America does do tacky better than anyone, I concur.
Apparently the border of Mexico "moved there" in 1951.
JR:
Anyone who's driven by in the last 56 years knew it, I guess.
Ms. RightWing, Ink:
Well, I'm glad to "see" you, as always.
Junkery is a good word for it.
(Whether it's a word or not)
Grant Jones:
It predates Taco Bell, por mucho...
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