Tree, tree, tree, Cracker Barrel, Subway, tree, McDonald's, tree, tree, Cracker Barrel, tree, Comfort Inn, tree, tree, Subway, tree, adult toy store, tree, Jesus saves. And two thirds of the vehicles were this nation's trucking fleet. Gotta love the heartland.
Nashville was a sleepy city. We stopped at Rippy's for lunch. I got the smoked chicken. That coleslaw (below) was the best I've ever had.
(view facebook for a few more pics of Nashville)
After lunch, we crossed the Mississippi River into Arkansas. To describe Arkansas in a word: flat. And when we finally got to Katie's family's house in Sheridan (9 p.m. Central Standard Time), her uncle had a few pieces of advice for driving in the nation's 25th state:
1. When pulling into traffic, don't cut off the lane, if you're taking a left. (Unless you want to get T-boned)
2. Cars pull over on both sides of the road for ambulances.
3. Cars pull over for funeral processions out of respect.
4. If there's a funeral procession on one side and an ambulance on the other, I have no clue. This may cause a paradox that upsets the space-time continuum.
5. Watch out for the huge roadside trenches (Arkansas gets a lot of rain with nowhere to drain)
We did get to meet some of the yokels (left). The guy on the bike is Chuck. Chuck wears chaps when he rides his hog to the local convenience store.
And we decided to call it a night with a few stogies. Katie looks like she's smoking something else. We'll be in Ark. until Thursday. Stay tuned for more of the South Land.
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