Wednesday was our longest driving day yet with a total of 12 hours on the road. This included multiple gas stops in Memphis, West Memphis (which is actually in Arkansas) and dinner in Texarkana (I thought this was a made-up name, but it turns out it’s a real place). Arkansas was very, very rural. Driving past the endless acreage of cattle pastures, corn and cotton fields and undeveloped flat land made us feel very small and very lonely.
We found strange comfort upon entering Texarkana’s highly-developed highway stops, with brand new hotels and chain restaurants.
We grabbed a quick bite to eat at the local Outback and continued on down Rt. 30 to Dallas, Tx, then on to Fort Worth. We arrived sometime after 11pm and needless to say we were beat. We weren’t sure what to expect upon arriving at Tara’s apartment, which was in this huge, old building, but the place was incredible. It was one of 47 unique loft-style apartments that had been reconstructed in an old Catholic convent. It featured much of the original interior of the building – Tara had a part of the original elevator shaft on one side of the loft near the air duct. Of course, we were so content on relaxing outside of a car on Thursday that we didn’t snap any photos of the building.
During the late afternoon, we drove 30 minutes into downtown Dallas, picked up some turkey and grilled apple sandwiches at a local market, and on the way back to Fort Worth, stopped at the Dallas Cowboys Stadium to pick up a hat for our friend, Mr. Andy Redfearn.
Later Thursday night, we went to downtown Fort Worth with Tara and her boyfriend Eddie to watch the Rangers/Cardinals game at a local sports bar that had more TVs than employees. The food was great, the fans were loud and we witnessed an epic, albeit, brief, fight between several guys and one seriously angry girl who took a glass beer mug in both hands and smashed it against one guy’s head. We left in the sixth inning, and were glad we did since the Rangers lost and we did not want to be anywhere near those fans at the end of that game.
We crashed on Tara’s couch again to wake up at 3:30 a.m. and begin the drive to Santa Fe.
With the sunrise at our backs and the vast and changing New Mexico landscape that left us speechless, we realized just how close we were to the end of our vacation week, and how close we were to finding our place in the Hollywood firmament.