Yesterday we started for home, from Amarillo. Drove about exactly 1/3 of the way home, to a little town called Russellville, AR. We’ll do another third today and stop a ways east of Nashville. Then home in time for dinner Thursday night.
Long drive yesterday. My butt was a thing of pain. Took ourselves right out of the West, back to the part of the country where they have them tall green things … uh, trees or something … all over the place. Flat land, too. Mostly flat, none of those wild rock formations shootin’ out of the ground.
But we’re glad to be on our way home. Tomorrow night we’ll sleep in our own beds, yay!