Friday, June 30

We spent today at the Louisville Slugger Museum.  Walter was in heaven.  It didn't hurt that the Cubs won the World Series this year and there was lots of Cubs stuff to be seen.  We actually got to tour the factory where the bats are made (no photographs allowed) and then look around the museum.  I will let the pictures talk for themselves.

We spent a lot of time at the Wall of Fame...it held the signatures of all the players who had bought Sluggers bats.

It just so happened that there was a Lego display at the Museum.  People had built replicas of several different ball parks out of Legos.

This was Walter's favorite part. He actually got to hold bats that were used in games.  One of those being Ron Santo.

Babe Ruth's bat.  He marked all of his home runs on this bat.  

Abram decided to try his hand at a little pitching.

So after several hours at the Factory and Museum.  We loaded up the van and headed towards Lexington and Katie's stop for this trip.  Kentucky Horse Park.

Thursday, June 29

On the road, again

We woke up in Jonesboro, Arkansas trying to make a plan for the day.  Do you know how hard that is when you have half a country to explore??

So after some thought and map studying we decided to head toward Kentucky.  That would give us Missouri and Kentucky to mark off on our map.  We had each picked out something we wanted to see on the way home.  Abram chose the caves (excellent choice), Walter chose the Louisville Slugger Museum in Louisville, KY, and Katie chose the Horse Park in Lexington, KY.

Louisville was about 6 hours from Jonesboro.  So we started driving and driving and driving, and driving.

Several things from the day's drive:
-Arkansas, Missouri, and eastern Tennessee have lots of farm land.  There were so many large green tracts of land it was mesmerizing.  We are pretty sure we spotted corn, soybean and several experimental fields of rice.  Made me want to get home and plant a garden.
-Kentucky doesn't believe in rest stops.  We didn't see a single one in the whole 6 hours we were driving.
-The Mississippi River is really big and the bridge is even bigger.  Good thing I was driving.
-Some states are very proud of their ditches...they name them and put bridges over them.  In their defense, some of those ditches looked more like rivers.  I was impressed.
-So much HAY!!!  So much HAY!!
-The part of these states that we saw makes me think that everybody here owns either a herd of cow or several horses (I know that is not true, but there were lots and lots of cows and horses everywhere you looked).

After all the driving, we ended up in Louisville, KY.  We were definitely hillbillies come to the big city.  The kids couldn't walk down the street because they kept looking up at the buildings and running into each other.  Walter and I were so nervous we were going to get lost we had the maps in our hands the whole time.  Luckily a local took pity on us and got us headed in the right direction to find a meal.  We are on the 8th floor of the Holiday Inn and have such a different view than every other night so far.  Tomorrow should be interesting, we are off to the Louisville Slugger Museum...Walter is so excited!!

Tuesday, June 27

We were supposed to be headed to the Grand Canyon today...but I am trying not to think like that.  We are making the most of what we are handed and enjoying being together...as a family!!

Tuesday, we were getting out of town...finally...as Abram says...bum, bum, bummm.  So much for making plans, they always fall apart.  The garage got the part and put it in but it didn't work, so they were going to come in early and try one more last ditch effort to get her running.  We started making other plans.  We had already contacted a towing company about getting Daisy home, to make a long story a little bit shorter, it was going to be really expensive!!  But after weighing the options and realizing how much money we were wasting staying in a hotel, renting a car, buying food, etc.  We decided in the long run getting her towed home was the best option for us.  We made the call to the tow company and they were amazing.  They had somebody in Conway, Arkansas-about 2 hours from us-who was ready to go and willing to tow Daisy home.  We called the garage and told them to stop working.  The head mechanic said, he couldn't figure out what was going on.  He couldn't get her to stop back firing but he did have her running just not about 40 mph.  So, lots started happening all of a sudden.  The tow company said somebody would be to us that night or the next morning.
We knew we were going to need a bigger vehicle to get us and our stuff home, so we went to the car rental place and tried to trade out for a van.  The only van they had out needed an oil change before we could take it, which would take about 2 hours, so while we waited we drove back to the garage to get Daisy and drive her back to where we were-that was a very interesting drive.
 The kids and I followed Daisy and Walter in the rental.  I think we got up to 35 at the fastest and then had to slow down to 20ish because she was backfiring so bad.  Let's just say it took us a while and lots of nasty looks from people on the interstate.  We got her parked and headed back to the car rental place.  Enterprise was amazing they were so easy to work with.  After waiting a little while, they handed us the keys to a van and said see ya later.  We headed back to the hotel.  We had just gotten to the hotel to start packing up all our stuff, when the tow driver called and said he was waiting for us outside.


Another interesting situation...I thought it would be a big wrecker, Walter thought it would be a big rig with a flat bed...it was a guy and his daughter with a Dodge 3500 and a long trailer.

 He seemed to know what he was doing and was really excited when I told him, she was running enough, he could probably drive her onto the trailer instead of having to wench her up.

After a few harrowing minutes as Daisy bent his ramps getting her on the trailer and trying to figure out if she weighed too much for him to pull her and watching as he put his bent ramps on the ground to run over them again to straighten them out.  They pulled out of the parking lot headed for North Carolina and we headed in for one more night at the Holiday Inn and Suites in Van Buren, Arkansas.




 

Monday, June 26

Monday was supposed to be the day we got on the road again.  In our original plan, Monday was the last day we would be in Phoenix before heading out to the Grand Canyon.

So we woke up Monday morning, knowing that they were going to start working on the bus again.  We hoped they would figure out a plan to get her running and let us know something early in the day so that we could make a plan and get out of Arkansas.  The people in the hotel were starting to recognize us and just laugh when Walter would go down and ask for a late check out only to go back shortly later and ask for another night.  We got up, ate breakfast, got everybody moving and then headed over to the garage to see for ourselves that they were actually doing something.  We also needed to get laundry detergent because we were starting to run out of clothes.  On the way to the garage, we go the call, that what they thought it might be was not fixing the problem.  They had one more idea to try but had to get the part in, so we were here for at least another day.  Hopes were high that this was going to be fix that would get us home.  At this point our plan was to drive the bus, slowly, home and rent a car to follow her just in case anything happened.  We made it to the garage, got the detergent, and spoke briefly to the guys.  They were waiting for the part and willing to work late to get it in.

We left the garage, went back to the hotel, did a little swimming, washed some clothes, ate some dinner and then called it a day.  We were starting to settle into a routine...living in a hotel is a very different routine than any I have every experienced before...you have to be creative!

Sunday, June 25

Sunday dawned another bright sunshiny day.  We knew that nothing was going to happen with the bus today so we might as well settle in and try to find something to make this experience more enjoyable.

After some searching and exploring, we found Fort Smith National Historic Site right down the road from us.  And since it was a National Historic Site, Katie actually got to use her Park Pass!!!  So we loaded up the Corolla and headed over.

Fort Smith, Arkansas was the fort at the end of the Trail of Tears.  It was the place that all the Native Americans passed through before entering their new homes.  It had a history before that but that was the part that stood out the most to me.  It was so interesting to see the marker on the land saying this is Arkansas and this is Indian Territory.  (The actual marker was inside the museum, don't think anybody got a picture of it.)

The other piece of history from Fort Smith was that it was the location of the Hanging Judge.  The Judge was assigned this post for many years.  His job was to bring law to the Indian Nations.  Surprisingly, it wasn't the Native Americans that he hung, it was mostly white men who took advantage of the Native Americans on their land.  Fort Smith actually had a gallows that could hang up to 12 men.  It was fascinating.  The more I read about this judge, the more fascinated I was.  He didn't like hanging people, but he knew that is what had to be done to establish the law.  For a science person to actually be interested in the history part of this, took some doing, but it got my attention.  If you are bored and need something to read about, look up Fort Smith, Arkansas.

After several hours at Fort Smith, we decided it was time for some ice cream.  Then we headed back to the hotel for another night and hopes and prayers that Daisy would be fixed in the morning.