As I sit in my car in Jud, North Dakota looking over my phone's map app, I wonder how I found this little strip of heaven. Everywhere I turn, I see murals that are vibrant and have different things painted all over them. Now a man can admire a work of art without being called a pansy, I might add.

Deciding to stay for a little while, I pull out onto the intersection and notice a diner on the corner before the next stop sign. I realize that it has been days since I have eaten anything ...