We made it to Little Rock, AR around 9pm... a bad time to get to any new place. However, in hind-sight, there is NEVER a good time to get to anywhere in Arkansas. We stayed at the "Rodeway" hotel/motel/creepytown just inside the end border of the city. When we walked in the night "manager" was having a conversation with, who I can only assume, was a long-term tenant of this beautiful hotel. This same tenant asked my sister-in-law to hook a necklace for him... um NOOOOO! EEEEWWW. We shut the boys in one room (which was so nasty I didn't want to take off my socks and actually touch the floor) and locked them in with threatening of death if they left the room. We all took the next room and it smelled like some animal had peed, pooped, and then wallowed in it for about 5 months in 100 degree heat. The beds were scary.... like you didn't want skin to touch the sheets. The bathroom.... um, ya, no one touched THAT toilet seat. To top it all off... we kept bracing for the sound of banjos....
Needless to say we survived our stay, got on the road very very early and drove straight to GA. The second day rained.... and rained... and rained.... so bad in most spots we were hydroplaning. But, the good Lord protected us and got us here safely. Now we just need a house....
Packing up all our house... not a lot of stuffs on the sidewalk, however a TON of stuffs in the cars.
Hopkins is ready to go!
Still packing
Stop to scrape off all the ice from the cars
The (hopefully) water-proof/ice-proof car topper
Michelle doesn't like the weather
The Subaru folk... Hopkins is in the back window
Nat and Hopkins, chillin in the car
Michelle.... saying something?
Hard to see, but it is raining very hard
This was on a public restroom soap dispenser in Arkansas... explains a lot doesn't it?
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