Super 8 Morrilton
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- Continental Breakfast
- Refrigerator in room
- Microwave in room
- High-speed internet in room
- Swimming pool
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... that Cindy take have a drink. A 41' 29,600 lb.. motor home with a vehicle behind it is quite an experience to drive.
<b><i><u>We're in Amarillo...</u></i></b&g t; 7:30pm (CT): Amarillo, Texas. We arrived at the Amarillo KOA Campground at 7:30pm with three states covered today, 11 hours and 500+ miles.
<b><i><u>Dinner time at the Ranch... ...
... arriving at our campsite around 4:30. Hopefully this rain clears up soon. Update (7:50pm central time) Me and Nick have made it to Arkansas and to our campsite at Petit Jean State Forest. We are at the table about to have dinner at the lodge they have here. We both ordered burgers and cannot wait. Our campsite is nice and with it being the middle ...
... is feeling better but now its my turn to not feel so great. We have a quiet morning, then in the afternoon once I'm feeling better we go for a bike ride through the park. Its the first time the bikes have been off the bake for a ride since we started the trip. It felt great to be on them. While we are cleaning up from dinner Gordon looks up to see the sky changing color so off we run to the lake side to watch the sunset.
Packing... one of my least favorite things. There is, inevitably, this utterly horrible feeling of forgetting something. You know you have, you always do, and you know it is going to be the most important thing. In the end, you must resign yourself to it and tell yourself "just relax, you'll figure it out". Of course, the moment you'll figure it out will be in plane seat thousands of feet in ...
So, you know it's getting real when you start having nightmares about it.
I woke up in the wee hours of this morning with the most god awful camp in my right calf. My first, sensible reaction was, of course, to assume that I'd been shot. The pain was worse than childbirth (or so I can only conclude).
After some considered efforts to alleviate the symptoms (i.e. punching the living daylights out of my leg), I realised that this horrendous pain ...