We made it as far as Rock Island, Iowa just East of the Mississippi River late last night. So close to Illinois, yet so far from home. Had our first experience at a Texas Roadhouse Restaurant. Pretty neat place, we have never heard of them. It had a real Texas feal. Peanut shells all over the floor, country music and even the waitresses take time out to do a line dance. First time we ever tried fried pickles. There was a KOA 20 min. up the road so of course that's where we stayed. I have to say, we have really become adjusted to the camping way of life. We meet so many great people who are here for the same reason we are. We have been blessed with beautiful weather, the mornings are my favorite and Art's too. The girls, well, not so much..........But, that's ok, gives Art and I a chance to enjoy some nice peaceful time together. Thinking about stopping at Cedar Point, but not sure if we will have time. Let's see how today goes.
It's now 8:52 am and Art is getting anxious to move on. Off we go.........
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