After seeing an ancient sign the day before, I never would have thought it was feasible to find another visual treat at the gluttonous land of McDonald’s. After realizing I left my contacts and eye-glasses (nerd) at hotel #2, I found an eye doctor in Milwaukee that could get me a new pair that day. On the way to the eye docs, I passed the most ridiculous McDonald’s of all time
This, is the place.
Solid Gold, of course, means 371 buckets of yellow paint.
The Beatles welcomed me as I entered the building.
These seats don’t look very comfortable, but that might just be me.
Nothing reeks of Solid Gold like…vintage hair dryers?
Yes, possibly my greatest find as of yet this trip. All around the restaurant there are life size statues of dead singers like Elvis. The food at Solid Gold McDonald’s is the same as the one down the street from you, but the one down the street from you does not have this: