Well, 11 hours and 750 miles later, we made it to Amarillo. Those of you who prayed for us, THANK YOU. The girls couldn't have been sweeter and more patient with the really long drive here. We had told them that today would be the longest day of the trip and if we could make it through this day, they'd be troopers. They did and I am confident that the prayers of our friends had a lot to do with that. Keep it up! We got 20 more days. : )
I have figured something out. God must have run out of ideas when He got to Oklahoma (no offense, Gibsons...) There just isn't much out there. Although we did pass under a lot of crazy looking clouds, including one that looked like a tornado that went all the way to the ground. I tried to take a picture of it, but it's hard to see. We saw about 73,000 cows, a giant cross that would dwarf Bellevue's, the tourist trap also know as The Big Texan, and some pretty cool looking flat fields. We did have quite a bit of rain, but nothing that our brand new windshield wipers couldn't handle.
Now that we are in Amarillo, I feel like vacation is actually starting. Here is my lesson we learned today. Pack for a few nights in each bag. Not all the clothes in one, all the toiletries in one, etc. Poor Robert had to unpack everything for a mere 15 hours in the Hampton Inn. But, we didn't know. Many of our trips will be like that, so I guess he will be an expert at packing and unpacking.
With our favorite show, House Hunters, on the TV, we are ready for bed. Thanks for taking the time to read. I promise that things will get more interesting as we actually start seeing things.
Happy 4th of July Weekend!
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