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Pilgrim pleas

Is that all?

Home town boy

I had no idea there is a Prague, Oklahoma. When I think of Prague, it's in the Checz Republic, and I remember Christmas markets with Mo, not to mention a great story my friend Julia tells about saying no more beer and getting more beer anyway.

It was intriguing that Prague, OK, has something called the National Shrine of the Infant Jesus, prominently marked on the highway information signs.

I had to see it. On a bicycle, I would not have gone the 7 miles out of my way. In a vehicle, no problem.*

The Shrine, of course, is a Catholic pilgrimage site.

Which brings me to my point. I love roadside markers. Historical, informational, biographical. I try to stop for as many as possible.

Many are badly located, with tiny pull offs on high-speed lanes. Others have directional signing too tiny to read or too close to allow for a safe stop. A whole series at one point was on the opposite side of the road with no legal way to turn off across three lanes.

The ones I can get to safely are almost always worth the trouble. For example, I found out where Kit Carson's last fight took place.

A few are indifferent or useless. For example: When a Texas County was formed, or the complete list of graduates from the local high school on an obelisk usually reserved for the valiant dead.

But I keep reading.

*I am compiling thoughts on comparing and contrasting bicycle and vehicle touring. On the other hand, it might be more interesting to talk about trails.

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