I don't recall what town it was, mainly because I was laughing do hard and Karen was scared they were going to arrest us.
But it was in south Central Indiana.
We were following something like 362 or 256... or maybe it was 3. I just don't remember.
The one thing I do remember is there were signs galore, along the road that said "CHURCH DRIVE AHEAD" Sometimes separated only by the fact the Churches were next to each other.