Some places like sculptures of people
The State of Georgia has many wonders, one of which is “I wonder how the red ants got so freakin huge.”
I saw the largest red ant I have ever seen in my life, aside from the sculpture of a trail of red ants that adorned the ceiling of baggage claim in the airport which was probably designed to scare the jeebus out of any b-grade horror movie fan, out side of an inconvenience store. This red “ant”, had I had more huevos than I currently have, could possibly have been wrangled and made a much more economical rental vehicle (ignoring the venomous stings, not unlike the fees for rental cars). It walked past me, tipped its hat, went into the store, purchased a tall-boy Busch beer (for which it didn’t get carded), came outside to drink the beer in one gulp, burped, spit, then killed and ate a horse.
Well, it was big.
Really big.