As we drove on the Interstates, we marveled at how the pioneers ever made it west in covered wagons. In our comfortable, air conditioned car listening to Sirius radio, we couldn’t complain about the trip. Even though we traveled through these states just a few weeks back, the terrain looked different.
Our return trip through Oklahoma included a memorable stop (for the wrong reasons) at place that we will rate on Traveler’s Advisory, awarding a score of zero on a scale of one to five, if that’s possible! While everyone we met was very friendly, we found that the friendliness didn’t just stop there. A few cockroaches in our room decided to hang around after the lights went on early in the morning, as if to say “Hi, how’re y’all doin’?”. We’d have preferred the kind that just scurried away.
A stop in Little Rock, Arkansas to see the Clinton Presidential Library yielded quite a surprise. From the lovely location along the Arkansas River to all three floors in the modern glass building and the wealth of information inside, the visit was worth the stop. One of the guides said that the ex-President visits about once a month and stays in his suite on the top level of the building. We jokingly asked where Hillary’s library would be if she becomes President. The guide smiled but politely didn’t answer.
Crossing the Mississippi brought us to Memphis and a quick walk around Beale Street in the short time we had, hearing the electric blues while we were still blocks away. Great ribs for dinner! Memphis has lots of history and interesting architecture, and we definitely need to return to explore more someday (our bucket list gets longer instead of shorter).
A quick detour through Birmingham, Alabama presented a lovely afternoon visit with Connie, a best friend from third grade! Good visit there with more great ribs for lunch (the sauce was better than on Beale Street).
On to Tennessee and a visit with Dave’s brother Jim and his wife Dixie. It was a short but nice time. We’d have stayed longer but were anxious to get back after our month of travels. Our cats are waiting for us!
We spent a pleasant afternoon driving up our favorite of all the interstates: I-81. The route takes us through the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia, with the Blue Ridge mountains to our right just changing color, and the day was crystal clear. The final night away was a lovely visit to see the grandchildren Ben and Julia and daughter Amy. What darling children! What an amazing trip. We can’t wait to get back.