Branson

We drove yesterday to Checotah, Oklahoma, to a beautiful little KOA campground on I-40. While it was wet, the campground was still lovely, with lots of thoughtful extras. This morning's breakfast we got at the campground's cafe, for example! And it was delicious.

After unhooking, we headed out, with Branson, Missouri in our sights. The drive was mostly uneventful, but we did have to wait for about an hour, while a head-on crash was cleaned up, about 1/2 mile up the road. The road was curvy and lovely, and I'm hopeful that the two drivers involved are patched up successfully and are able to better navigate this road again another day.

We got here at about 4, and got hooked up and level. Then we grabbed our raincoats, just in case, and headed to town to check out the sights. We walked about 2 miles to the outlet mall, where we bought Jack two new shirts and some other little things, and then decided to head back, grabbing some supper on the way.

That's when it started to rain. And it rained. And it poured. Sheesh. My pants were so wet that they stuck to my legs. My feet squished in my shoes. My hood wasn't enough to keep my hair dry.

We sloshed into Dockers, a place offering an all-you-can-eat buffet for $9.99. This place was not good. The food was mostly dried out. There were no sauces for the seafood. Variety wasn't even good. We were relieved that they didn't ask us how it was when we checked out.

It had stopped raining when we left there, but we were still wet, and now cold. We changed into dry things when we got back here, just in time for it to resume raining! Perfect evening for doing some blogging...