Anniversary Trip: {Arkansas – Part II}

Part I Recap: Walk in 100 degree heat to distillery, drive to Hot Springs (it ain’t so hot), love B&B, and running out to grab lunch…

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When you get here there’s one tiny parking spot in front of the dilapidated building.  One booth is available by the front door and your 60-something waitress wearing blue eyeshadow with her fire-red hair comes to take your order.  This happens just as you read the sign on the wall that says CASH ONLY.

Your sweet husband (it’s a theme) asks where the nearest ATM is.  “Half mile down dat way,” she says.  And off he goes.  On foot. Continue reading