And with that, I found myself planning a girl's road trip! Now, I've mentioned we have entered another traveling season of life...in particular, this trip fell in the middle of 6 weekends in a row out of town. I get overwhelmed trying to think of all of those at once and prefer to take them one at a time, so we got home one Sunday night, I hammered out details and reservations over the next 3 days, then I frantically packed up to leave the next Friday morning.
The girls are road trip veterans, they settled right down with their DVD players and waited for the first destination
This picture was taken at the Welcome Center on I-30. I liked how they had it set up. Wooden "maps" of the state were on top of bookshelves and each one had a different section missing. You found the one with the section of the state you were visiting missing and that bookshelf had pamphlets for all the activities available in that area. There were also free maps, people providing helpful information, clean bathrooms, and a large outdoor area and playground.
The next morning, we filled up with gas, which is where Sedona found her first "bug" of the trip and made me take a picture of this moth
After a small snafu with the directions and a quick turn around, we headed to the family reunion at Narrows Dam on Lake Greeson. We didn't explore all that much, we were hanging out at the pavilion just downstream from the dam. There was a nice covered section with plenty of grilling space, lots of tables and a large playground area. The bathrooms were clean and convenient. I don't know anything about fishing, but there were several people fly fishing in the area.
Narrows Dam. It's kinda narrow
Diamonds Old West Cabins. Definitely something I'm going to check out if we're in the area again.
We ended up parking on a side street and walking the Tufa Terrace Trail and part of the Grand Promenade. That was a pleasant walk that got away from the hustle and bustle of the street a little bit
I was having flashbacks to being at the mud volcano in Yellowstone, I don't know why I can't just trust that the steaming water is hot, I feel compelled to prove it to myself (setting an awesome example for small children)
As you can tell, the sun was starting to go down at this point. We grabbed dinner on the road and headed for Memphis, Tennessee. What? You mean that's not on the way to Branson? Well, my mom had always talked about going to Graceland too and I figured Memphis wasn't that far away in the big scheme of things, so we swung by for a pit stop to see the King.
The drive from Little Rock to Memphis was horrendous. It seemed nothing but 18 wheelers were driving the roads, construction meant lots of time driving next to concrete barriers with no shoulders and it was raining for a good portion of the drive. I was just a tiny bit tense by the time we pulled into town. And then I hit the first intersection, where all the lights were out because of the storm that had passed through. And then I realized I had exited the interstate too early, meaning we had to actually drive all the way through Memphis instead of looping around it (either that or try to find the interstate with no street lights and all the construction). I was ready to fall straight into bed when we finally arrived at the Heartbreak Hotel around 10pm that night.
Stay tuned for day 3 of our trip...when we toured Graceland, drove to Branson (including the most gorgeous, and frustrating, road of all time) and had what the girls called a "civilized fight" with a hotel receptionist who really needs to get into a different field.