We pulled out of Red Bay last Monday afternoon. All in all it was a good experience. It’s nice to know the manufacturer of our Big Rig stands behind it. We ended up spending close to two weeks in Red Bay – which is plenty long enough to exhaust the local hot spots.
The next several days were spent on the road. Other Half driving in and out of rain. Rigby and me sightseeing. Our Monday night stop was a Cracker Barrel just south of Little Rock, Arkansas. Of course we ate dinner there.
Other Half is a huge fan of a big breakfast – that meant we started our day with breakfast at Cracker Barrel. We got there as the doors opened at 6:00 am. A well-dressed man greeted us with “Good morning Ya’ll. How are you today?”
Good, thanks. How about you?
He responded, “Blessed. It’s great to be me.”
That response made me smile. Who knew that Cracker Barrel was good for your self esteem.
The next day was 480 miles of sightseeing bliss, most of it through the cotton fields, the oil fields and the wind of western Texas. We avoided dust storms and amused ourselves counting prisons – five in a two hundred mile stretch.
We spotted the rodeo clown Quail Dobbs painted on the water tank in Coahoma, Texas. (Thank you Google. I had no clue who that was painted on the tank.) We also enjoyed the welcome sign for Stanton, Texas. “Home of 3000 friendly people and a few old sore heads.”
Our goal was a Cracker Barrel in Abilene, Texas. Of course, we ate dinner there followed by breakfast the next morning.
The next day’s drive took us to Las Cruse, New Mexico. This time we changed things up and stayed at a Walmart – with a Cracker Barrel in the parking lot. Yes, we ate dinner there and breakfast the next morning.
That’s six meals at Cracker Barrel in three days in three states. That’s gotta be some kind of a record, at least for us. If you ever wondered if all Cracker Barrels have the same stuff on the walls, they don’t. The retail half all have the same crap, but the restaurant decor seems to be unique and designed to evoke nostalgia in Baby Boomers. It works.
Our time at Cracker Barrel was put to good use. I’m happy to report I successfully got to one peg on the famous Cracker Barrel peg game. Other Half never did better than two.