City Lodge - Florence
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Took a shower, jumped off fellow travelers with a dead battery, and drove. Gas in Independence, MO. Saw a police chase that ended in a crash. Looked it up online later and saw pictures. Ate at Steak n Shake (terrible service made our stop an hour and a half) in Wentzville, MO. Got gas. Gas in Marston, MO. (See how we are never leaving Missouri?) Lucas complained about the gas mileage. He says he got better in the mountains rather than fighting ...
... in the rain on the Tennessee River. This is a beautiful area, and I was excited for the rain. It has been raining on and off ever since. After living in a California drought for years, I am welcoming the showers! I started to make a campout dinner and realized I had no can opener, so I went to ask some friendly folks over in RV camping. They happily lent me an opener, and inquired about what I was making. ...
Our last day here was our earliest. We got up at 2:40a for our 3:30a shuttle to the airport. Unlike every other time I’ve ever been to an airport, it was a good thing we got up and around as early as we did this morning. We went to check-in as normal but soon realized there was a problem. It appeared that I had a ticket home, but dad didn’t. Look liked he was staying in New Zealand for the duration. Now for me that would be a dream ...
... looks to be some weird version of Monopoly money that apparently we can use to purchase goodies with. I've also got a GoPro Hero3+ courtesy Jimbo to document this crazy escapade so stay tuned to see fighting kangaroos, spiders big enough to eat birds, and sharks big enough to eat large kids!
We have landed in Dallas and are getting our last meal in the States for a long time. We started this day with breakfast in Mynot, AL ...
... Trail of Tears in 1839. It took five long years, but she managed to leave Oklahoma and return by foot to her beloved land in Alabama.
We then rejoined the party at the Hasting house for a cookout of hot dogs and beer. It was a delightful end to a great reunion.
Shortly we will be leaving Florence and continuing our journey heading towards Mississippi.