Outlaw |
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Dallas/Fort Worth |
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Texarkana?...Arkadelphia? Really? |
On the way to Arkansas we passed through Texarkana. It’s a
pretty interesting town considering it’s in both Texas and Arkansas. We didn’t
stop, but I looked up some facts about it on Wikipedia and that was enough for
the both of us.
We finally made it to Little Rock, Arkansas to find it was a
cool 100+°. And it was going to be 90° at midnight. Wonderful. We set up camp
quickly and headed to the nearest Walmart. Interestingly enough, the one we
found was the biggest one I’d ever seen; way bigger than the one we went to in
Texas. Sorry Texas. Anyway, we got a small fan figuring it’d help a little. It
helped a little, alright. Before we went to sleep we decided to light a fire;
not for the heat I might add. I was reveling in the best fire I had made yet
and along came the dude in the KOA golf cart. He stopped by to inform us that
there was a fire ban and we had to put the fire out immediately. That’s ok. We
didn’t need the heat and the wood was cheap anyway. Needless to say we went to
sleep pretty early last night.
This morning we woke up about as sweaty as we’d expected. We
took care of that and went to the Bill Clinton Presidential Library, but not
before having some surprisingly good bagel sandwiches at a nearby café. So I
had suggested we go to the presidential library as I thought it’d be pretty
interesting. More so, I had by chance to geek out in Roswell so, being an
English teacher, I figured a library would be right up Jaimie’s alley. It only
cost $7 to get in and it was quite worth it. I plan on visiting some of the
other presidential libraries when I get a chance.
We spent a solid few hours
watching videos and looking at correspondence between the President and such
dignitaries as the Dalai Lama, Mother Teresa and Tony Danza. It was really cool
to see letters hand-written by the first two. Tony Danza’s looked like it was a
letter to George Lucas written by a 12-year-old.

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Beale Street |
On the way to our camp we stopped in Memphis. Being a musician, it was a must. We went straight to the legendary Beale Street. It was wonderful and I wish we could’ve stayed there longer. Actually it seems like it really comes to life at night, considering there were a few bars that had walk-up windows at which you could buy drinks. We went to Dyer’s, a burger joint that claims it’s been cooking it’s food in the same oil for 100 years. Whatever, it was delicious. Dessert was a deep-fried Twinkie, complete with powdered sugar and strawberry syrup. I didn’t care that we had a 5 hour drive ahead of us. That needed to happen.
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Deep Fried Twinkie |
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