So this morning we awoke to a tran singing happily as if it was the proudest thing it did all day – just like a cockerel. So today was pre dawn awake – something hideous like 5:30 which is ok if you’re being paid to wake up (ie go to work) but on vacation – sucked. Thanks mr Train and your horn.
On the road at 7:30, cruising happily at 60mph we set a target for Amarillo in Texas - realise that we were in New Mexico and had most of that state to cover first. Ok enough. 362 miles was a target to get to another KOA site - Amarillo TX.
Katie now hates Folger coffee – turns out we only bought it for the (cute) small(er) container. Hmm. Anyway whoever likes this coffee is weird – it tastes weird, Kate thinks she can smell it on her hands / sweat whatever and anyhow its had an effect on our bowels (so we want to blame something).
A highlight was AL having a snooze in the back while travelling – lots of exhuast fumes which is not good. Some thinking later and we realise the heater tubes are open – and is it turns out about 6 inches from the exhuast. If LHT taught me anything it was cabon monoxide was bad for you – made you sleepy and sick. So we blamed the exhaust and then promptly stopped, plugged the holes with the cheapest cloth tape in the world and tyraps – yay. Cloth tape is not same from Walmart – their stuff is the thinnest in the world and not very sticky neither. Racers tape not.
Off again we decided that an early arrival in Texas would allow us an evening on the town, and this led us to… making lunch on the move. A few miles late we were full and happy.
Amarillo, TX, is a larger place where upon we went past the very place we’d been reading about for the last 100 miles on the bill board – Big Texan. So 72oz eat free huh, yeah right, they forget to mention the 4 other parts of the meal you have to eat to get it free. Needless to say we declined. We had a 13oz ribeye, some chilli and fries and a bottle of something merlot, all very good. This place had lots of photo (read tourist) opportunituies (read their claim to being world famous). Marketing gotta love it.
Limo ride there, forgot to tip the driver (oops) and a ride back with someo other pilot geezers who were all about basketball. Tried to talk to them about Curry (Davidson) but they quickly blew that off.
So we made the trip to Amarillo, a total of 360 or so miles today AND according to our speedo this was 1005 miles since we collected the bus. A milestone – we hope so – cos we celebrated with copious red wine.
This time we thought about a link to the album (which we re-ordered for easier viewing hopefuly)