...on the way to Anatolian Festival, home to 99 delicacies... sure hope they have samplers, 'cause that's too much to do more than a spoonful each over two days. Stopped for gas near Harris Ranch in the middle of the Central Valley... Coalinga. Opened the car door, only to be assaulted by the completely pervasive smell of cow dung. Couldn't smell anything else... and its not even summer yet. Horrid town. I've smelled better whino camps.