Drive to Nashville

Our drive on Wednesday through East Texas and north on U.S. 59 was pretty uneventful until about 5:00 p.m.  We had stopped about 4:00 for gas, ice cream, and to use the internet to make our KOA reservation in Little Rock, Arkansas.  Shortly after we got back on the road, there was a terrible accident on I-30 about a mile or two in front of us.   One of the big wreckers used to tow 18-wheelers had a blowout and crossed the median hitting an 18-wheeler head on.  Both vehicles burned and there was one fatality - very sad situation.  The part of the interstate where we were located was closed for almost four hours.  Everyone made the best of it while the authorities took care of the situation.  The RV came in very handy for water, sandwiches, and most important - the bathroom!

Walter and our "neighbors".

Negotiating the use of the bathroom:)

Several miles of traffic - we were in the section that could not be diverted.

When they finally got one lane of traffic moving again, it was almost 9 p.m.  Next mishap was with the GPS.  It let us down and no telling where we were - Walter's comment was "we are lost in the jungle".  (Doug & LA will get that one:)  Finally found the correct address - but there was no KOA!!!  Next stop was a McDonald's parking lot where we got on the internet and found the correct address.  Success!!!  By that time it was 11:30 p.m., and way past our bedtime.  We were exhausted.

Next day we had no mishaps and got to the KOA in Nashville without problems.  Walter did get a DQ treat on the way.  I think I am going to have to take some "language lessons" when I move to Nashville. When we went for dinner last night, the conversation went something like this.  Made me laugh!

Waitress:  Would you like a basket of rose?
Walter:  Huh?
Waitress:  A basket of bread?
Walter:  Oh, yes please.

And they tell me I have a southern accent!!!

Waffle bowl sundae:)