The project du jour at Howdygram headquarters is LAUNDRY. We’ve got
mountains of it, and my goal is to finish everything before Sam gets home from work tonight including a pile of bath towels and two sets of sheets. The folding party starts at 7 p.m. sharp so if you’d like to stop by I’ll make a really nice bucket of soup and we can watch three “Hardcore Pawn” reruns. Click
here if you’re interested. Thank you.
And now, the final installment of our road trip retrospective!
On June 25 we drove from Nashville to Little Rock, Arkansas ... a 350-mile, six-hour shlep along I-40 that took us through Memphis and across the Mississippi River shortly before lunch time. We eventually stopped to eat at Sweet Pea’s truck stop, an authentic dive on the outskirts of Wheatley with dingy wood paneling, excellent club sandwiches and billboards advertising “We Welcome Smokers.” I’m pretty sure they’ve hosted every smoking trucker on earth.
We arrived in Little Rock just in time for an early dinner and selected
The Whole Hog Cafe based on six pages of customer reviews on
TripAdvisor.
The food was awesome! They serve the best barbecue we’ve ever had and even give you teeny containers of free sauce to take home. Afterwards we drove all over town trying to find a Baskin Robbins with the help of our GPS, which eventually routed us across the Arkansas River and past the state capitol to a gas station near the Little Rock Zoo. Apparently every Baskin Robbins in Little Rock is located in a gas station with a sign taped on the window. It’s amazing what I’ll do for sugar-free ice cream.
After breakfast the next morning we spent three hours at the Clinton Presidential Library in Little Rock, a huge and beautiful building downtown on the riverfront that’s packed with gigantic photos, memorabilia, interactive exhibits, videos and films, President Clinton’s bullet-proof limo, a replica of the oval office and a restaurant on the lower level. Clinton is my favorite modern president and I’d been wanting to see his museum for
years. It was worth the wait, and as an added bonus they offer cheap admission and exceptionally friendly tour guides and staff. I hope we’ll be able to go back one day.
We left the museum around noon and drove back to Howdygram headquarters in Texas, a six-hour drive on I-30 through Hope (President Clinton’s birthplace) and Texarkana. I’m glad Sam and I had a chance to travel like this! Even though we used my new wheelchair at the larger venues (museums) I managed to stay mobile and relatively pain-free the rest of the time.
Glorioski, hot damn and yee-haw!
In case you’re interested, Sam went back to work today after a three-month leave of absence and it’s mighty strange to be home alone again. If I get bored I might have to stand outside and flag down a few neighbors.
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