In Pennsylvania and perishing from the cold. Brrr! In one day we went from 85 degrees to 58 degrees,from Virginia to Penn. Sometimes we think we are in the movie Groundhog day, three different states and three towns with the same name! We invented a few floor moves, we call it the Camper Dance, in a space 2 x 5 you can't jive, so we do a little bump and grind and wiggle our little behinds! Close quarters! We have begun calling each other Bonnie & Clyde, we haven't robbed any banks yet, they seem to be robbing us with the three buck charge to get money out and then the 29 percent exchange. We have lifted a few toilet paper rolls from campgrounds and have been tempted not to pay when no one is around. We take extra bags from the grocery store for garbage. Tempted to steal some of the nicer road signs to decorate camper. We drink in campgrounds although most forbid it, and we only recycle if it's convenient! This time next week should be having a beer in the legion. Look forward to it, right after Trish gets her hair done, down here you can wear a hat in the legion and smoke!

We are back in Virginia, Trish's favourite state, if the camper is a rockin', don't come a knockin' !
Sunday in North Carolina we stopped in Mayberry, home of Andy,Opie, Barney, Aunt Bee, Gomer & Goober, and of course Floyd's Barber Shop, you can take a ride around town in the vintage Sheriff's car, then visit Opie's Candy shop. We told the lady in the candy shop about Walton's Mtn. , she said her husband doesn't know it yet, but he is taking her there this summer! Also the home of Donna Fargo, she walks around Mayberry and the crowds follow her!
We stayed for a few days in an Army Corps of Engineers campground, one couple that had the site next to us actually had a pup tent and then they had a pup tent, that's right, a tent for their dog. They put a pillow in the shape of a dog bone in the doggie dome!

Nice of you to ask Sylvia, Paul was checked over, no broken bones but road rash, where no man wants it! We are as far from Myrtle Beach as you can get in South Carolina, were not sure ,we may be the first Nova Scotians to visit this area, looking for the internet for two days! Had a guy from Detroit recognize our accents, he said, your hosers from Canada!

Camper next to us asked where we were headed when we left the Emerald Coast, we told him, tonight we may sleep in Florida, maybe in Alabama, or maybe in Georgia, turned out we had breakfast in Florida, lunch in Alabama and supper in Georgia, we slept wonderfully with Georgia on our Minds! Actually Trish said she had something else on her mind, as the sign outside our door warned campers to be alert to alligators! The State Park had huge mounds built of rock and earth about 1000 yrs ago by the native indians. We seem to never know the time or even the day, but we do know that now all highways and byways, mostly byways, lead north and east to Maine, back through some of the country we already seen, but you can be sure a different road! Trish wanted a Georgia peach, we seen the sign and pulled in, asked a lady where the fruit and vegetable stand was, meanwhile all these well dressed people were parading into one of the houses, the lady said, no peaches, the man who sold the peaches died! We added more security to the Louisville slugger and machete, we hired the Bungee Security Company, cost $2.99, one secures the fridge from opening again, one keeps the screen door tight and the other secures the exterior camper door. Trish should have put one or two on the door today, after Paul decided to have a nap in the camper. Paul was sleeping in the back, Trish was driving, she came upon an accident, traffic was stopped for quite a while, Paul was curious, he opened the door to see what the problem was, just then the cop waved Trish on, Paul fell out, buck naked, onto the highway, the cops quickly got Paul wrapped in a blanket, then went after Trish, they asked her if she was travelling alone ,after they had told Paul to get down in the back seat, Trish said Yes, because it's usually illegal to travel in campers or trailers while driving. Then they told her they had a gentleman in their car that says he belongs to her and needed some clothes, we all had a good laugh and never did find out if it's legal to be in the back in Georgia! Georgia will always be on Paul's mind! See Bill Nance learned how to be a follower, welcome!

Stopped at another Legion for lunch, Post 75 in Crestview, Florida, got talking to a lady, she had served in Argentia but was originally from Denmark, Paul was telling her he had been in Copenhagen in the navy, the biker next to him said he was married in Copenhagen, it's a small world. First beer was on the house, we gave them #44 ribbon, some Canada pins and then the lady bought us a chip, these wooden chips have the Legion number on them and are a way to buy a beer for a friend, we will save them 'til next year! You can smoke and wear your hat in the legion, Trish loves it! We found out you can use welfare food stamps for pop, chips, junk food of any kind, but cannot buy toilet paper, diapers or shampoo or soap. They are luxurys! We mentioned inexpensive food before, but yesterday took the cake, for $19.99 we got two pounds of lean hamburger, two large steaks, two Dolly Parton chicken breasts, four boneless loin chops and 10 large saugages. You had to purchase all five to get the discount. At least 10 meals for us at two dollars each! We are soon on the way home and that will get us half way there, meal wise!
We are on the Emerald Coast in Destin, Florida, staying at the Fort Benning Army Rec Complex!
Just finished visiting the Air Force beach, miles and miles of the whitest sand, even whiter than Trish's breasts, that will change tomorrow, she went topless for a while , hardly anyone on the beach, seems the Air Force works on Tuesdays. The guy running the complex was army and then navy like Paul, he said he was a Titless Wave in the navy, Paul asked him what that was? That's the Yeoman , the guy who does all the secreterial type work on the ship. Want to welcome Jim Harroun as another follower!

Stopped at a gun show in Poplarville, Mississippi, one of the guys running the show was the local sheriff, he told us we could buy any gun we seen , Trish loved a Taurus (her sign) 22 LR with a pearl handle, too expensive, $400.00 bucks, none of the automatic machine guns were within our budget either! We stayed in a nice campground, the manager was Jim Canada, yes ,that's his last name, he a Hoosier from Indiana, came down here to camp 4 years ago after Hurricane Katrina, ended up helping the owner clean up and is now living the life of Riley every day. He took Paul fishing, Paul caught his first ever Largemouth Bass, we plan on having them for supper tonight on a Florida Beach. We ate at a restaurant on the property run by a German lady, what a setting on the lake! Road kill in Virginia and Tenessee was mainly squirrel,with vultures eating them, then many deer in Texas, now it seems to be Armadillo and the buzzards are feasting! We put steak in a pan in the camper sink and had it marinating in beer, as we drove Trish noticed the drain was open, beer and blood on the byways of Alabama! Saw the USS Alabama tied up as a museum in downtown Mobile, what an absolutely beautiful city to drive through, we had to go through a long tunnel under two rivers, but then the tunnel for miles was trees growing on both sides of the road and meeting in the middle,and magnolias everywhere! It was surreal! Finally in Florida, it only took us thirty one days to get here. We had our first campfire at Lake Stone last night in Century, Florida!

While doing our laundry before leaving the Casino campground( oops! RV Resort) a guy and his wife drove up. He drawled something to me out the window, after about the fourth time of me saying, I didn't know what he was saying, I finally understood him to be asking if we were on the road all the time. He was actually saying, " Are y'all full time?" What he meant was, are you on the road full time with that truck and camper? When I said yes, he turned to his wife and said, "See, Honey!, I told you they was full time, I could just tell by looking at them!!" His wife wasn't that impressed, she looked like maybe she would consider "full time" if her hairdresser, make up person and maybe a cook could travel with them. Not like Trish, who you won't recognize when we get back, she is almost completely grey now. Talking about accents, some people have told us Paul has a northern acccent , like from Michigan, and Trish has no acccent, like people from California! We passed two coal fired plants , Big Cajun 1 and 11, then ended up on a ferry across the Mississippi, in keeping with our budget, you only have to pay going the other way. Talked to a guy on the ferry, he has been using it for forty five years, fifteen years ago he seen ice pans that had came down from up north, only ever happened once he said! Trish thought the cemeterys were neat, all concrete coffins above ground, would make great picnic tables or just seats to eat your sandwich! We camped in Angie, Louisiana, Bluegrass Festival, visitors from all Southern states, we were given free tickets for the day! We take nothing but back roads, we have been so far back in the woods sometimes that the people who live there have to have sunshine pumped to them!

We never found Jesus in Texas, but we think we may have found Lucifer in Louisiana, we travelled all day today with hangovers from Leesville Legion and now are considering going to the Casino in Marksville where we are camping. Thinking of taking all our nickels and dimes that we have accumulated over the last 28 days, can't spend the quarters, need them for the laundry!
We spent all afternoon in Bunki, LA at the Chevy dealer, Bernie ,they charged us $37.75 an hour to put on new starter, two hours! Satan really lives here, they sell liquor in the Wal-Mart, no ID required and a forty ouncer of Canadian rye was only $12.00! Across from the Wal-Mart is the Paragon Casino, Golf course and RV Resort, $17.00 for a night, you press a button at your site and the bus will come for you, the laundry closes at 11 PM, but you can "lose your shirt" 24 hours a day at the Casino! Executive RV sites costs $32.00. They have two sewage outlets! Why? Trish says it is because they are full of shit! Once again we would like to thank Jo-Ann for printing our blog and hopefully Lucy will do the same at the Leesville Post. We welcome Lucy, our 12th follower. PS: Lucy, send us your e-mail address!

Back to Bubba's BBQ in Marquez, Texas, we had no intention of necessarily returning there, but it seems to be a crossroads. They were open this time, we didn't camp but we ate, delicious!
It really isn't called Bubba's, it's named Country Comfort RV Park and BBQ, but Bubba is the owner's father and we liked that name, as we said before, Bubba doesn't do much except hang around there, so he says, but we found out, he did shoot the Juke Box one time! We bought t-shirts, they gave us hats, and Paul gave them a large picture of a N.S. Whitetail deer to hang under their Texas shaped clock. The son-in-law and Bubba want to come to Canada deerhunting, I told him no handguns! "Seat belt, Seat belt, Seat belt!" If Trish says that one more time, she is going to be hitchhiking back to Nova Scotia!
We have seen hawks from the time we entered Maine and in every state, lots of them, Trish has taken them on as a good omen. Also Kathy, lots of butterflies, Sonny is with us! Talk about destiny, we headed for Chester ,Texas, stopped in a town and asked about campgrounds, they said none going this way, we said we are going anyway, we had the new Chester RV Park all to ourselves! We had a beer with the owners, Bob & Benny , we told them all about Chester ,N.S. Bob told us we had to visit Jones Country, we took photos of the house George Jones lost to the IRS, also his entertainment complex across the road. We chatted with the guy turning it into a RV Park. Two weeks travelling in Texas, and tonight we lay our heads down in Leesville, Louisiana! We stopped at the Legion in Leesville, you would not believe the building or the hospitality, they just built a 3 million dollar complex, their bingo hall alone was twice the size of both floors back home, and every chair was filled that evening. The offices and ladies auxillary bldg. next door looked like it should be the national HQ for the American legion, they had a shuffleboard twice as long as any I have ever seen! We showed our cards, gave them #44 ribbons and ordered two Bud Light, talk about cheap, we hit happy hour and because a train went by at the same time, we got a dollar off each beer, they have a rule, each time a train blows outside the building, it's fifty cents off your beer, even the cash register is set up to handle this.
Jim Williams is the Allan Mosher of Leesville, he couldn't do enough for us! After the first beer, he drove Paul to find a campsite, while Trish wished for trains to go by! Lucy, originally from California and her husband Andy from Scotland, were very friendly, Paul was having starter trouble and Andy was out crawling under the truck to check it out! Lucy gave Trish a dozen farm eggs and then Don, added sausage from a hog he had just slaughtered. We met Paul the Post Commander, seems the eggs came via his farm! We bought a Post 145 license plate and Andy gave Trish a Whoo, Whoo shirt, depicting the tracks outside the Legion door! Rene and Robin the bartenders were great, they sure get busy when a train goes by! We ended the day eating at SonicBurger, from the '50s, they have carhops, but they walk, unlike Trish who did it on roller skates at the White Spot in Victoria, B.C. I won't say what year! Apoligies to Andy, we will eat crawfish before we leave the state, Trish kept the drawing showing us how to eat them!

We read in the San Angelo newspaper about a guy who calls his ranch the Deep Shit Cattle Co. , we asked in a nearby town where this was located and the lady said she was a neighbour and to just drive right down to their house, and they love to chat with visitors. Sure enough, we took a few photos of the gate to the ranch , 12 inch high letters between silouette caricature bulls, DEEP SHIT CATTLE CO. The owners were on their way to a doctor's appt. but Paul had a short conversation with them. They even invited us to nap in the camper on their property if we wished. Later in the day we found Crawford, Texas. Same scenario, we asked someone in a gift shop, they told us where George W. and Barbara's ranch was, we drove out, before we got too close we were stopped by a secret service agent, his sunglasses were classy, we asked if it would be possible to chat with the Bush's, he said," Did you see that helicopter overhead a few minutes ago Sir! You just missed them!"
See the usa on 99. 00 a day, we got that from "See the USA, in your Chevrolet", remember the Dinah Shore show, just google Dinah Shore and listen to her sing her signature song.
What a classy Texas style campground we stayed in last night, the shower rooms are Texan size, 5 feet by fifteen feet, the showers are 6 foot square, you can both shower together, and we did! Pets are welcome it says, that includes horses! We have talked a lot about having to show ID, no matter how old you are to buy beer or liquor, yesterday Trish went to pay for the beer in the Wal-Mart, she showed ID, the girl said she wasn't old enought to sell beer, she had to get another cashier to do it! Paul found a bottle of Crawford's Scotch in a specialty shop! We seen dead coyotes hung on fences, we guess it's supposed to discourage other coyotes? We have another day or so in Texas, we will continue to hunt for Hesus!

We witnessed the sun rising over the Republic in Santa Anna, Texas, then built ourselves a breakfast burrito in Brownwood, now driving through Early, Texas, reminds us of our 4 am start this morning from San Angelo, will probably take a break (read nap) from driving when we arrive in Blanket, Texas, then this evening will camp near Crawford, Texas, home of George Dubbya!

Left Luckenbach and sauntered to San Angelo, the most western point on our trip. We never would have experienced Luckenbach if we had not made a committment to have a coffee with Bill Nance in San Angelo, Bill was an exchange aircrew US Navy type back in the seventies and eighties at Greenwood and Summerside, twenty-six years in the USN and retired in San Angelo!
Paul had never met Bill while he served in Canada but had e-mailed him through a contact group that all Maritime Air Patrol personnel have created. Bill met us at an air force campground on a lake and sponsered our stay for a few days. We had more than that coffee, the Budweiser and bullshit between Paul and Bill was great, they knew many people in common, even though Paul had never flown in Argus, many of his old navy friends from Shearwater had gone on to Argus and Aurora"s. Trish got a word in edgewise sometimes, because her father and ex-husband were navy, her father was a shitter-fitter, she would also mention her two sons in the army and air force, we would remind her ,this was a navy reunion! After a few beers it was off to the Panhandle BBQ, we told Bill we would eat whatever he ordered for us, large pork ribs, various saugages, beef chips, onion rigs with ranch dressing ,potatoe salad with mustard, we stuffed ourselves! Then back to the campgound for a nightcap and Carolans! Bill turned out to be a really nice guy, so nice that when he left the park the first night, instead of disturbing us for the code,as we crawled into bed, he went and woke up the host campground family to let him out the gate!
Bill was back the next morning, he and Paul could trade stories forever if given the chance!
We just chilled out in this beautiful place,all on a lake, tomorrow the plan is to rise early, leave before breakfast and drive East, towards home, we hope to watch the sun rise over the Republic of Texas hill country!

What a day, we covered the alphabet from A to L, the Alamo in the afternoon and Luckenbach in the evening. Very nostolgic, for Trish it was, the stories about the women and children who were the only survivors, released by Santa Anna, for Paul, of course, it was Davy Crocket and Jim Bowie, even a child in Canada heard of them in the 1950's, what an interesting old site. There was a Lemuel Crawford among the 189 men who died after the 13 day battle with Santa Anna. Any surviving men were burned to death! Parking for the Alamo was $10.00, as we drove away, we saw it for 7.00, then 5.00. Just like gas, every time we gas up, we drive half a mile and it's 10 cents a gallon cheaper! Then we headed north, away from the big city traffic, we ended up in Luckenbach, Texas, Pop:3 , we met two of them, but there was a crowd, all walking around with a beer in their hand, tourists like us. You would not believe this place, a large open air dance hall, with a band warming up, it wasn't Waylon, or Willie and the boys, Waylon is dead, and they don't have Willie there anymore, ever, because they just can't handle the crowds, he does show up sometimes when his daughter is the entertainment and walks around with a beer. You could never describe this place to anyone, you have to see it to believe it, beer two dollars, you can eat at the feed lot, roosters and chickens shitting on you from the trees, it's like having a beer party out behind the barn, just a few shacks, and we mean shacks, a little stream running through and a cowboy on a Texas longhorn steer with a saddle, riding around. Primitive, but pricey, when it comes to souveniers! They loved Trish's hat, pink with partridge feather fanning on the front, they wanted to know if Trish shot that, she said, no Paul did! We had a long chat in Luckenbach with a Viet Nam Vet, two purple hearts, he was a demolitions expert, the best story was him being called to the MASH tent to remove a live 4 guage shell from a soldiers's back, He had to insert a straw past the shell to remove any air that might cause suction, the suction could set off the shell. He threw it outside the tent later and it exploded! As we registered at the KOA the sheriff was escorting an older couple from the park. They had a few too many and were shooting at the animals on an exotic animal farm behind the campground. Then the lady told us where the bunker was if we get a Tornado warning in the morning. We are not sleeping in tomorrow!

Wednesday, we just relaxed in the campground, washed the truck, yes Bernie it's working well, we see lots of cars and trucks broke down, cross our fingers,we ain't one of them! Really worked on our sunburns, we are totally red, then topped off the day in the swimming pool and hot tub! Hot tub, cool pool,hot sun, cold beer, and then kd and hamburger for supper. Tomorrows a big money day! Sea World, San Antonio, What a day, many mammals, but the most mammals were people,and little people, don't the goddam kids have to go to school. We asked a few people from all over, Oh, we just took them out of school to come here, that's the 21st century. We had four 16 oz draft, cost $24.00 . We had expected free beer, Paul had been to Sea World Orlando and that was the case, if fact, you could drink a case before they cut you off, we asked what happened, we were told some conglomerate bought Anhauer-Busch and the free beer stopped! The daily average jumped about 6 dollars today, after all the souvenirs Trish bought!
Almost everyone we strike up a conversation with are very nice, but before we part they say they hope we find Jesus before we leave Texas! Christ! We have had a hard time finding a good campground, the River Walk, the Alamo, and Sea World, when would we have time to look for a lost Mexican! We are blogging at the picnic table, nine o'clock, dark and warm,listening to the dance hall music, a square dance club is meeting, we are too tired and too inebriated to attend, besides, they are all probably Born Again Christians! Talked Trish into one ride today, a water ride , 3000 feet up, 3000 ft down, similiar to the Alleghney Mtns. Couldn't get her on the roller coasters! Something about being allergic to being upside down! Paul visited California years ago when serving on the west coast with the navy. He was driving a rental car when a CHIP on a motorcycle stopped him for speeding! " Where are you going in such a hurry?", Paul said," I'm going to San Jose! " Well, Sir ," he said, "First of all, when you are down here, J's are pronounced like H's, it's San Hose." "Thank you ,sir! Then he said, "I won't give you a ticket this time, how long are you visiting for!" Paul answered, " The month of Hune and most of Huly!"

We dined at Dick's on the San Antonio RiverWalk yesterday. All the waiter's are "dicks", they say and do almost anything, we ordered two large draft, the waiter went away and 5 minutes later I hollered to him, "Hey, do you have same day service here!" He was talking on his cell phone. We asked another waitress to tell him to bring our beer. She said, "Don't blame me if you sat in the wrong section, that's your problem!" We finally got our beer, he continued to insult us and everyone else, all the waiters act that way. We sat near a couple from Oklahoma, they enjoyed it as we did, listening to all the comments from waiters and customers. One couple sat beside us, the guy from OK said , watch , I bet he has no sense of humour. While his wife was laughing at the funny stuff on the menu, he said the hell with this, we are not eating here and walked away. The place was more than crowded, no one cared! We asked if this happened often, yes he said," Sometimes we get some uptight assholes!" All this time you watch the river boats loaded with tourists drifting by. One customer shook salt all over his head, we never did get that one! We stopped on the way into town to ask directions, a young Mexican kid told us how to get to RiverWalk, then said he was also going there, would we mind if he jumped in the back of the truck. Go ahead we said, no tailgate, this is great said Trish, we will probably get stopped for transporting an illegal alien. Miles and miles of pubs, bars, cantinas, all along the river, quite an experience! The boat ride was a history lesson, we went at night when everything was lit up.

Another chill out day, we missed the tour bus this a.m. our clock was wrong, not surprised, we haven't been watching the time or date much. 19 days to get here, that gives us about a week to screw around, in case it takes another 20 to get home. Took the camper off the truck, washed the truck, tidied up, laundry, popped a few tops and soon we are off to San Antonio to check out the River Walk at night. First stop, "Dicks" , highly recommended by Trish's buddy Cathy! Last year on May 1st we sent an e-mail to most friends that said, " Hooray, Hooray, It's the 1st of May, Outdoor screwing starts today!" Well, this year, it started for some Nova Scotians in March in Virginia. Back in the early 1950's, men went up on the roof, turned the TV antennae and shouted, " How is it now, dear?" Now they set up their satellite dish outside the RV,on a tripod, turn it and say, "How is it now, dear?"

What a day! What a day! We went into a service station this morning. Trish said she didn't need the bathroom, so I went, after, she said she was going to nap in the camper for a few hours while I drove. She climbed in, I payed for the gas and went pee! I came out, got behind the wheel and turned on the radio. About 30 minutes later, I'm coming up to one of the many rest stops and there is Trish with her thumb stuck out. "Jesus", I said, " What's going on here? My mind was boggled, I stopped and she came smiling up to the truck. " You left me at the gas station", she said. She had changed her mind and went to the bathroom. The owner had offered to drive her to catch up to me, then she got the idea to hitchhike, we all sat in the camper, had a beer and a great laugh! We are settled in a campground called Stone Creek in Schertz, about 22 miles from our final destination. Tomorrow we have booked for a tour of San Antonio, the Alamo, River boat ride, Mission Concepcio'n, Mission San Jose, Japanese sunken gardens, Buckhorn saloon and museum, and a Mexican Pastry shop. Another day we plan on Sea World, so much for the daily average, so far we have spent only $61.00 per day to get here. That will change, we are about to lose our shirts in Schertz! As we blog, a steer is eating leaves off the tree behind our campsite, later we plan to use the hot-tub and pool, it's for adults only, noisy little buggers have their own pool!

We took a whole day off driving, we are just a few hours from San Antonio in Bubba"s BBQ and RV Park, spent Sunday just chilling out, Bubba's BBQ Pit was closed on Sunday, so will try to stop here on our way back to Louisiana. We camped with transient workers from Mississippi and Georgia, working on a new coal-fired power plant here in Marquez, Texas! We travelled on many roads to get here that you could not pass on, so many times, we would say, " We got us a Convoy" , then try to find a place to pull over, even if we went 55, it's not enough for the locals! Paul should get new glasses, everytime he sees a cemetary sign , he thinks it says camping. Lunch most days in a cemetary is bad enough! Annette, remember the ducks on the house roof in Western Shore, well Trish just saw herons on the backs of cows in Texas. Beer has gone back to $20.00 for 30 cans, but they throw in a free bucket and fill it with ice! Mark, your truck would never win a contest here or Tenessee or Arkansas, but the hats are bit classier! I first read " Travels with Charley" by John Steinback in 1960, he travelled all the states with a truck camper and a dog. Where's the sense in that, a dog can't cook! I'm going to write a book called " Travels with Trish" , subtitled: She ain't no dog! Bubba just came by to chat while we are blogging, quite a character! Jimmy Flynn had just bought a small farm in Cape Breton, he was standing by the gate when along came a Texan tourist, the Texan said," This your property?" Jimmy said.: "Yep, I own one mile along the road and it goes back to that big pine tree over there and back to that stream on the other side." The Texan said," I own a farm and ranch back home, it takes me half a day to get to the back of it in my truck. Jimmy said: "I know how you feel, I owned a truck like that one time!"

Just want to tell Jo and Kirk, the beer is 5.9 % and only costs $12.99 for 30 cans in
Arkansas, Anheuser-Busch! We are in Carthage, Texas, home of Jim Reeves and Tex Ritter, we stopped at the Texas Country Music Hall of Fame, some of you reading this blog wouldn't remember these old stars! Can't believe what you will see in a campground, a construction worker walking a chihuahua! Sixteen days to get to Texas, my friend Jimmy Flynn would say, "I owned a truck like that one time!" This Texan died and went to heaven, St. Peter met him at the Pearly Gates, the Texan said," This is the Pearly Gates? We got bigger and better than this back home!" All morning as St. Peter showed him around he kept it up, we have bigger and better than this in Texas! After lunch St. Peter took him over to the edge of the cloud, they were looking down into Hades,(Hell), St. Peter said, " Have you got anything like that in Texas?" "No" ,said the Texan, " But , we have a few good old boys that could put that out for you!"

Had our first restaurant breakfast yesterday , steak, eggs and fries, ham, eggs, fries, served on large platters, cups and cups of coffee, cold water, real service, a lot of good old boys, including the owner discussing hunting and fishing, the owner told us he had two cooks, one has been with him 31 years and another 29 years. Total cost $18.00. We passed near Little Rock, Paul remembers in 1957 watching on TV when the President ordered in the 1o1 Airborne to escort nine black students into the high school, it was the first integration. Save a Lot stores here have lots of picture adds showing how a family of four can eat a healthy meal for under five bucks, it is true. On April Ist, we were warned about a virus and didn't use our laptop, we went into the hotel at the campground and our blog came up in Arabic, we told the desk clerk we haven't been paying attention to the news,we asked him if Iraq had won the war! We showed him the Arabic on the screen, we logged out and started again, it came up in English. Maybe Osama Bin Laden was just having fun with us on April Fool's Day to show he is still in charge! Rest! Sally, Rest!
We haven't used the GPS for a few days, actually we have been on the same highway for three days across Arkansas. Trish didn't want to use the showers because there were no locks and we seen men coming in and out of the women's! I gave her the Lousiville Slugger and watched from the camper! Heavy rains driving yesterday, sure hard on the Lazy Boys and couches on everyones front Veranda! Two campgrounds, two state parks, one motel room and ten Wal-Marts and today we will be in Texas!

We have run into a lot of different ethnic groups in our travels, it reminds me of the joke, These new immigrants to America were taking a course in our culture, the instructor was giving them a test, he asked, what is Halloween, I know, I know,said one student , that's when the man in the red suit comes down the chimney, No, That's Christmas he said, now, how about Thanksgiving, , I know, said one lady, that's when you go house to house asking for candy, No, he said, That is Halloween!, then he asked, What is Easter, I know, I know , that is when they nailed Jesus to the cross, then they took him down and put him in a cave, three days later, they rolled away the rock, and if he seen his shadow, there would be six more weeks of winter!
We went in the liquor store in Tennessee ,Paul showed his ID, not necessary she said, its only if you want to buy beer. 67 years old, I have to show ID to buy beer, but not for liquor? Entered Arkansas over the Mississippi River this morning. We stopped for lunch on a levee, talked to two old guys fishing, told them if we were home, Trish and I would be fishing on the Noel Shore today for her four pound trout! They had a bucket full of crappie. We found a campground in Brinkly, Arkansas, looking out our camper door at a Wal-Mart, you can walk through the gate behind our camper. If we wanted to, we could have parked in the Wal-Mart lot like other nights, and run an electric cord over the fence.
A blond lady came over to our site while we were having a beer, she said she would be taking our site tomorrow, after we moved out, she said she was from Hope, Arkansas, we asked where that was, she said it was the birthplace of Bill Clinton, I asked her if she knew him in high school and Trish asked her if she had ever visited the Oral Office. We are not sure she got it!