Another year, another day off, another open road.
So ... we decided to drive, having missed ... "The last train to Clarksville."
And although it seemed ambitious for a single afternoon, we went to Chicago
But it was getting late, and we had to get home to feed the dog ... so we passed on Boston
We were traveling along when something in my rearview mirror caught my eye. This bordered on the macabre and therefore warranted a closer inspection.
So we whipped the truck around, followed the signs ... and found a place called ...
As Wayne has been in Tokyo so long ... I worked up a translation for him.
We took the country route back ...
And found that even a "nice country fixer-upper" in Texas will probably have a staircase and porch pillars.
Once again ... there's a lot
of Texas out here!
I guess 12-year-old kids aren't the only ones to eat the middle out of their lunch before they eat the crust. <..
Both of the horses in this field looked like they were thin enough to be rescued animals. <..
They need all the luscious cream filling they can get!
And so the day ended, and we stopped for dinner in Powderly
at Don's Catfish Dock
before we came home.
If you ever get there for dinner ... take an empty stomach and a full wallet. He'll fix 'em both -- but you'll waddle away happy.