Always wanted to drive through a Van Gogh painting. South Dakota may be as close as I get. Endless acres of sunflowers, blooms big as your head. Along a roadside papered with Wall Drug signs, two museum billboards stood close together, one for the Sioux Nation, one for tractors, followed by a restaurant sign proclaiming, “Mexican food so good Trump would probably build a wall around it.” We retreated to the Badlands to commune with the prairie dogs.