Wichita to Little Rock with a little Barry White! - Day Fifteen

Sleep, blessed sleep....  Had a late start this morning in Wichita, KS. Picked up Cynthia and Curtis at her parents home and then we all had lunch at Old Chicago   Cynthia's parents, Mike and Margaret, are adorable. Having lunch with them reminded me of restaurant meals with my own parents. Mike, like my Dad, insisted on picking up the tab and I felt a piece of home wash over me. Like I said, lovely people!  

We then left Wichita and headed south into Oklahoma ( Oklahoma! where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain, And the waivin' wheat can sure smell sweet When the wind comes right behind the rain )

Turned left and headed east into Arkansas where we clicked off the 5,000th mile of this journey. Cynthia and I did the wave and a little yell in the back. I'm sure John and Curtis LOVED it.  

We have finally landed for the evening in Little Rock. 

Went downstairs to have some refreshments and as usual ended up talking to a person at the table next to us. He was a little inebriated and it was rather apparent. 

There was a partition between the two tables so he was not able to see the 4th member of our party ( Curtis ) he was only able to hear Curtis.  After a few minutes of listening to Curtis he leans around and says "is that Barry White over there ?"  And Curtis now has a new nickname!   

Tomorrow we will be rolling into Huntsville with dirt layered across scores of dead bugs. 

If you see a white Chevy Tahoe with a swarm of flies following behind and you hear Barry White singing.... well then you know it's us!  

Good night folks!  Thanks for reading. :D