BEST WESTERN Continental Inn
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... a brief detour through Hope, where President Clinton once lived, and boy was that a depressed, dying town of boarded up businesses and very old houses. I arrived in Hot Springs around 3, took in the sites and settled down at the only NP campground in the park. This place has a lot of history, All centered around the hot water coming out of the ground and the old bath houses in the mid 1850s that sprouted up ...
... ring across valley and ridge, a call to worship that went unheeded this morning. While I was gone, Patty caught up on her puzzles, her yoga practice, and our laundry (I probably owe ,her something special for that last one).
We had an early dinner -- linner? dunch? -- at the Bleu Monkey Grill next door to our motel (shrimp tacos for me, ...
... walk). For dinner: ribs, chopped pork, beans and slaw at McClard's Bar-B-Q, established in 1928 under the watchful eye of President Clinton and Keith Ric***********g others). The ribs were really, really good; the chopped pork just ok. Now we hope for a decent night's rest with the rumble of unmuffled engines cruising the highway beyond our motel. Tomorrow brings a short pause in our travels and a second day in Hot ...
Hot Springs, Arkansas is where Bill Clinton lived after his mother remarried, until graduating from high school. Hot Springs lies about 30 miles from where we're camped. But not only is it Bill Clinton's boyhood home, it also is the home of Hot Springs National Park. We had visited various volcanic hot springs in the Northwest, so weren't sure what to expect in the park. This area of Arkansas has been, ...
... and the collard greens had a bit of sand in them, just like my grandmother used to make them.
We left Vicksburg about 1:00 local time and rode over The Mississippi River Bridge (that's the name, clever, huh?) to Louisiana, headed north on 65 and went into Arkansas. West on a little tiny road, not really two lane, more like a lane and 1/2 and rode INTO the sun for about 200 miles along farm ...