This may seem odd to everyone else, but for Christmas I gave Chris a date to the National Museum of Funeral History. Lunch and a trip to a museum dedicated to death. It may seem morbid, but Chris has been wanting to go this museum since we moved to Conroe.
I thoroughly enjoyed the trip and Chris did too. Probably the most fascinating part of the entire museum was the triple casket and the story that went with it. I’ve included the story in the pictures here. Wow. Now that is some sorrow. My next favorite was the party bus built for funerals. There was enough room for several caskets and over 20 mourners (see picture with Chris in it). The funeral home that built it stopped using it after the bus was trying to go up a hill and the incline was too much. So the bus tilted backwards and the caskets fell out and the mourners did too. I can’t imagine the horror felt by the mourners!
We had a great time and I can’t wait for our next adventure!
The Puddles 
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