On Thursday, Jim and I packed up the little Toyota and headed north to Pella, Iowa for the Tulip Festival. We arrived just in time for the parade and then a nice thunderstorm rolled through. Friday was spent exploring the town, admiring the tulips, people watching, tasting a Dutch taco, listening to the sound of wooden shoes on the brick streets, and dodging thunderstorms. We could not believe the large number of people that travel to Pella for the festival! Fortunately, it was not a "stem festival" and the tulips were in full bloom for the festivities. How do they know?????