Brown County - continued

So back at the nature center, we were given the opportunity to see a bat that had been injured. It turns out the bat was a natural showman, pretending to want to bite the volunteer's fingers and constantly "asking" for more food (read: mealworms). It was a pretty neat presentation. Also, I don't wish to brag, but when she asked how old the oldest fossils of modern bats were, I guess it right - 50 million. Yep, I don't want to brag, but I guess you're reading the ponderings of a stinkin' genius.

Our adventure continued outside of the state park and into a small town called Nashville. It might not have been as flashy as the version in Tennessee, but it was fun nonetheless. There were art vendors, caramel apples, fudge shops, and some nice hometown restaurants. There was even a little alleyway with a marionette stage in it. Pretty impressive. After that, it was getting late and it was decided that back home would be the next destination. And that's pretty much the entire trip, excluding the tornado dodging that was done in driving back from there.

Don't forget that this upcoming month, I'll be celebrating ONE YEAR of having this blog. Be sure to buy me cake.