Today is Friday (8/26).
Hammer down, hammer down. Woke up at about 8:30 am and drove my *ass* off today. My first 1000 mile day ever. Driving through NM, TX, OK, it's easy to put on a lot of miles. I kept the cruise control at 84 and stayed in the slow lane. I found out that this truck is either RPM or speed limited and can only do about 98.3 MPH (per the GPS).
Arkansas.. what can be said other than nothing? Even my "1000 Places to See Before You Die" book has nothing to say. I believe it's the only state that doesn't have an entry in the book. There are *SO* many bugs here.
Stopped at a rest area and met a driver I had been talking to since NM, and even way back in CA. He let me check out his truck (man, it is *cool* sitting behind the wheel of those big Peterbilts!) and spent about an hour discussing the business and machines with me.
I got on "South 69". I had to stop, hold up traffic, and get a picture of that sign. Had it not been in front of a truck stop with a cop sitting there, I would have seriously considered stealing that sign!
I stopped at a rest area in Arkansas around 2am, and after 20 minutes and about 50 mosquito bites, I decided I'd had enough suffering. I hit the road again, filled up, added some (an entire gallon!) windshield washer fluid after running out due to the bug 'rain'-storm, and made it all the way to Palestine.. Arkansas, that is. What a name!
Only 20 miles from a XXX store (I need to stop by one - one of the escorts I was talking to swore to me she was a porn star by the name of Luci Thia - I gotta check it out), and about 70 miles from the "flying hook" (flying J - where I have Internet Access).
Sleep comes around 5:30 am.
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