The House on the Rock
I almost don’t want to write about the amazing, magnificent, awe-inspiring House on the Rock as nothing I can say will possibly do it justice. It is astonishing, awesome, fascinating, incredible, marvelous, prodigious, shocking, stunning, surprising, unbelievable and wonderful.
Hey Everybody! Especially you, Jessie – Add this to your Must See Before I Die list. If you have one. If not, start one.
Although we spent over 3 hours roaming the twisty corridors, I only took 15 pictures. It almost seemed wrong to take pictures. And why bother since one couldn’t possibly document it all without going insane.
Here’s a small sample of the delights of the house upon the rock …
More creepy dolls than you can shake a stick at.
And some things for the ladies.
And finally, the house is filled with elaborate displays of musical instruments playing intricately designed musical pieces.
Our senses were so overstimulated that we couldn’t even listen to the radio for an hour afterwords – I was glad to have 50 miles of Wisconsin backroads to navigate and contemplate. There was too much, too much, too much.