Finally in Texas, Palestine, in the east

Yesterday we were near Forrest City, Arkansas, and had no phone or internet. A state park in the sticks. Narrow, curvy and hilly roads all the way. I could hear banjo music. We were the only ones in the campground, about a mile from the Park Office. We drove a number of similar miles to Wynne for dinner. There was a Pizza Hut, a very small, plain pizza hut in lower case letters. We passed many beautiful homes, there were many businesses, not one decent restaurant. The girls at the grocery store had a great Arkansas accent.

Today was ok, pretty good traffic and dry roads. I am tired and glad we will be in Port Aransas in 6 hours. After we leave on Friday.