My daughter and granddaughter that I usually travel with were supposed to come with us, but my daughter ended up with strep throat; so they could not come on this trip. My husband and I haven’t done a trip, just the two of us, for a while.
So early Monday morning, we left on our adventure. Our first stop was the Buc-ees in Royce City, Texas. After seeing the signs advertising this location, we decided it would be a good stop, especially since they seem to have a sense of humor. One of the things we do to entertain ourselves on trips is to see how many different state license plates we can see. Before we had even left the state of Texas, we saw twenty different states. This was in the first one hundred and seventy-seven miles.
The border between Texas and Arkansas is in the middle of Texarkana. At first, the bridges across the highway have a Texas insignia on them. Suddenly, you notice that the insignia changes to an Arkansas state picture. After crossing into Arkansas, we started seeing cotton fields. Some of them had already been harvested, and some were in the process of being harvested. We also saw some silos and the Arkansas River. In the distance we could see a bridge spanning the St. Francis River.
The border of Arkansas and Tennessee is the middle of the Mississippi River. We crossed the bridge over the river and entered into Memphis, Tennessee. Besides the huge bridge spanning the river, the first thing you see is a Bass Pro Shop shaped like a pyramid. We stopped at the Welcome Center alongside the river to get some pictures. The famous St. Jude’s Children’s Hospital is also located in Memphis and can be seen from the road as you drive through the city. We ate a late lunch at a Cracker Barrel at a small town outside of Memphis. In the parking lot of the restaurant we saw our first trees that were showing bright signs of Autumn. Although there were cotton fields in Arkansas, Tennessee had many more fields that were much larger. The fields were so white that they almost looked snow-covered as we zipped past them.
Around 7PM Central Daylight Time we arrived in Nashville. It is a much larger city than I expected with many lights. The traffic was terrible, even this late. It reminded us of driving in Houston.
As we continued our journey, we could not help but notice the beautiful moon in the sky above. It was almost, but not quite, a full moon. It spread light all across the area. Unfortunately, the nighttime pictures from the car didn’t come out well at all.
We debated whether or not we wanted to drive all the way to Gatlinburg. I had done some research and decided that we might not be able to find a room in the area because this is one of the busiest times of the year in that area. My husband had no idea that it would be as busy as it was, but he took my suggestion to stop in Crossville, Tennessee. We had a very peaceful night at the Super 8 motel, and we were only a couple of hours from our destination.