There was a prince by the name of Rupert. I don't know if that has anything to do with the name of the town, but I've always thought it was an interesting premise.
Rupert is a small town in Southern Idaho. If you're driving from Boise to Salt Lake City, you will pass through Rupert. But chances are you won't notice. Jerome, an even smaller town about 45 minutes northwest of Rupert, you would notice. The stench from the dairy farms (cow poop) is enough to wake up even the tiredest driver.
But Rupert, unless you have a reason to notice it, you won't. There's not even an official Rupert exit. You can get off the interstate in Burley, Heyburn, or Declo. But not Rupert.
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