Yesterday was a fun day. Not too many things went wrong. We saw Memphis. My dad’s obsessed with it. I thought it was nice too. Very clean, and Beale St seems like a good time. We went to a really yummy place for breakfast and got back on the road. I drove from Memphis to Texas.
Arkansas roads are ridiculously flat, straight and long. My dad was sleeping and I accidentally went over the rumble strips. Not once, but twice. He woke up and scolded me but I just laughed really hard because he jumped about twelve feet in the air.
When we arrived in Dallas we stayed with one of my best friends from college, Rich. He took us to dinner, showed us around Dallas and then took us to a really sick bar.
I fell in love with Dallas. It was so clean and there was so much to do. Everything was so unique and everybody is super nice.
We woke up at 3:30 again and were on the road by 4 (yes my dad is insane). My dad drove and I took a nap until 6, then we switched. West Texas is awesome, not because there’s a lot of stuff but just because it’s so different from what I’m used to. Cotton fields, oil rigs and windmills. In excess.
My dad is just starting to irk the crap out of me. He’s a giant instigator which chaps my ass but what can you do. He also has a weird fascination with colleges. We drove through Lubbock just so he could see Texas Tech. And had me take a million pictures of stuff I don’t care about. He also does this thing where he’ll ask me stupid questions he already knows the answer to. And he doesn’t pay attention to jack poo so I’m constantly reminding him of things. Anyway I’m gonna go back to trying not to kill him.
Here’s a pretty awesome picture I took this morning.