We awoke this morning to a gorgeous day here in Texarkana, TX. We reconnected our trailer water system to the stinky, funny flavored city water for showers and then we stalled. By about noon, we decided to try a place called Texas Chuckwagon that was suggested by the park lady when we checked in.
The service was good and the food we ordered arrived in record time. As usual, I tried the chicken fried steak (it was great) with eggs and Peggy chose something called “chicken spaghetti.” This mystery food turned out to be short spaghetti noodle segments mixed with a bit of chicken particles and something suspected to be white cheese sauce. Peggy said it was like Campbell’s chicken noodle soup, minus most of the water. It was tasty enough; she just expected something more spaghetti-like, perhaps having onions, garlic or marinara sauce. The drinks were served in quart Mason jars and the sides with our meals were good. Prices were great – we got out for $20.
After the Chuckwagon, we decided to take a drive east through both Texarkanas (one in Texas and one in Arkansas) and across the Red River on I-30. The Red River here is not red. It is more the color of milk chocolate. We zoomed along for about half an hour until we got to Hope, AR. Bill Clinton, former president and unsuccessful first husbandperson, was born in Hope and we drove by his house. It is quite unimpressive.
It looks like the folks around this part of Texas / Arkansas are living a better life than the poor bastards down in Minden, LA. There also seems to be somewhat less roadside litter here but it appears there are still many motorists in the area that use the roads as dumps. It is tragic because the nature scenery beyond the ditches is beautiful; gorgeous forests and pastures laced with some creeks and swampy areas.
You can see a picture of Bill’s house and the brown Red River if you click here