Home Is Where We Park It: Harvest Host, Arkansas Air and Military Museum, Fayetteville, Arkansas
August 28, 2019
Goodness gracious did the temperature drop last night. It was 61 degrees when we awoke. I know, I know that’s what some of you are having on a regular basis. Yet, when you’ve been used to temperatures in the mid 80’s, even the high 70’s it’s a bit cool.
Today was a travel day. No need to rush, however, we were only driving about two to three hours to a museum in Arkansas where we would spend the night. This was a Harvest Host location and proved to be a nice place to call home for night.
It’s amazing when you sit parked in one location for more than a few days it seems there is so much more to put away. The more we put away this morning, the more we found that still needed to be put away! In time we had everything packed away. Last but not least I disconnected us from the mother ship and we were ready to roll.
This is one of the nicest stops we’ve had since we left PA and our time with my mom. We got caught up on old times with Charles and Linda, we met Tim and Sue, we met Ron and his little dog Mandy – a spitting image of Marti, and others whose names simply escape me. We spend time talking with so many students and a wonderful group of alumni at The College of the Ozarks.
We saw so many wonderful attractions. The highlight will always remain our visits to The College of the Ozarks. It’s hard to find words to describe this fantastic place. We need more colleges like this if you ask me. Not been here yet? Put it on your bucket list of places to visit, you will not regret it. Need a place to stay? No better place in the area than Turkey Creek.
Free from the mother ship we headed out. The first part of the trip was a breeze. Within 30 minutes we were in Arkansas. The road like before went up hill and down. No big deal. Then we made the left turn on Route 412. How to describe this road? A two lane truck route. OK. It went up hill and down. OK. But then think of hundreds of slinky snakes tied end to end and you’ll get some idea of the kind of road it was. Saying it was twisty is the understatement of the year! The second half, well it finally straightened out and it became 4 lanes.
In due time we arrived at our new, one night home.
Here we are, lot is level and there is no one here but us. The generator is running, the AC is on and we are as comfortable as can be. This time I got it right. We have the sun on the drivers side, not on the refrigerator and so all is well.
We were sitting feet up and relaxing when Barbara said Well this is something new, listening to planes take off. At least there is no train like before. Not a minute later we head the whistle loud and clear. That’s when we realized there was a train track right across the street from us! So now we really feel like we’re home.
That was our day on The Road of Retirement. A great day overall. Once again we traveled along singing our song like our life is making memories with my spouse. Slowly, ever so slowly we’re making our way to our winter home in Arizona. We’ll get there sooner or later.
Thanks again for coming along with us. We always enjoy your company and your comments. Catch your tomorrow.
These are the voyages of Graybeard and it’s two intrepid travelers. Our continuing mission: to explore as many new states as possible, to seek out new acquaintances and make new friends, to boldly go where we have not been before
See you on down the road!