The truly surprising thing about this thing is not where it is as a whole, but where the top of it is.
A real “hotspot” in the mid-1500’s for those who happened to deny transubstantiation.
The first operator of this rather short ferry had a sibling who crossed something famous – it was a bit longer but was also the first.
12 different ones – for signalling purposes!
Not quite the famous saying from the movie Field of Dreams, but something pretty similar has been said about this location.
Contrary to the popular myth, it is NOT related to the big green lady in New York Harbor.
Scheduled for destruction, it was saved last minute by the Minister of Agriculture and is now fenced up for the safety of visitors.
Judging by the teeth and the short arms, I think it is supposed to be a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
In a district of the capitol which is under the pole.
It’s a-round on Route 66.