Monday 10 August 2009

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Couldn’t face another motel breakfast so on Anna Marie’s recommendation used satnav to find the nearest ihop – for pancakes. They were good – but once per trip is enough. Ant enjoyed the fact that Gill asked for senior discount as she was over 55 and they didn’t ask fro ID !!!! - Gill cried, Ant chuckled for hours.
We have become real country fans – on our CD player we were listening to Johnny Cash and various other country singers, including our favourite track “God is great, beer is good, people are crazy” by Billy Currington – listen to it. The other fantastic cd we have been listening to is one by the “Antgill Nashville Crooners” singing "Crazy", soon to be released, go platinum and is available for a large fee from this website... It will be released on youtube very shortly as soon as we can find decent wifi – we will advise. We will also advise, for Health and Safety reasons you may wish to use ear defenders, antgill crooners will take no responsibility for damaged hearing as a result of downloading this track.
We stopped at the Texan Tourist information office for ideas on what to see en route to Dallas if we avoided the interstates as we had all day to wend. They had no idea as neither of the women had ever left the intersate!! They were unenthusiastic about Paris, Texas and Sulphur Springs with no springs and so we drive directly to Dallas on Interstate 30 for about 3 hours. It was amazing, driving on the freeway and before our very eyes the Dallas skyline, so familiar from the tv programme titles appeared. There was no choice but to burst into song – now you know what today’s blog title is all about.
We sleep tonight on the other side of Dallas, the Stockyards at Fort Worth, the original cattle trading centre, and history of cowboy shootouts, including Wyatt Earp. We find rooms available at the Texas motel run by a Mexican illegal. From the noises upstairs this afternoon, we may have found ourselves in the last little whorehouse in Texas (Dolly again....) We have lunch and beer at a tex mex bar followed by shopping – Ant is strangely drawn to a pair of cowboy boots, a Stetson and a fringed suede jacket, but manages to resist. Great shopping here, everyone walks tound the store drinking beer! Harrods take note. This is followed by a much needed afternoon nod. It’s so hot here – 100 degrees at 7pm, it feels like living in a fan oven. But nothing a few more ‘rita’s can’t put right.
We are now sitting in the White Elephant Bar one of the top 100 bars in the US, drinking rita’s...., a veritable 'rita rampage, hiding from the heat and getting drunk as booze is so much cheaper here than in Tennessee – beer at $2 a pint is hard to resist. Had quesadillas and tacos for dinner at the H3 Stockyards Hotel, and enjoying the authenticity of the surroundings despite it now have been touristified even with a cattle drive twice a day!! Both of us jaded by the heat – yes even Gill – who asked for ice in her drink – a first!!