Burritos for breakfast with the illegals at Jack in the Box, then drove to Southfork along amazing interstates and highways, connecting like spaghetti. Southfork is smaller than on tv, but familiar as was the pool. They only used the outside for filming, all the interiors where done in a studio in LA. We amused ourselves with Sue Ellen and JR impressions and indeed admitted that with all the processed food we’d been forced to eat here in the US, we indeed are ‘swellin’ as we speak – get it? We saw Lucy’s PD wedding dress, and the actual gun used to shoot JR. We had coffee in Miss Ellie’s deli, and sat at the white wrought iron garden furniture round the pool under the yellow and white striped awnings – we were there!
Still boiling hot – 100f, so we didn’t linger. Strangely attracted to the Allen premium outlet mall – too hot to walk between shops so we drove from one to another – shocking. This is such a car society, life would be impossible without one. It is frustrating, the inability to walk anywhere – neither of us could live here, despite the huge houses on massive new developments – there would be nothing to do but drive to malls...... but on second thoughts.......
Sadly we had to drop the car back at DFW airport – which is bigger than Manhattan. We had driven 1347 miles. Sad to say goodbye to Flossy the satnav who had a habit of ‘recalculating’ at every complicated junction – leaving us lost more often than not.
We took a taxi to Dallas downtown as there was no public transport - was a ghost town, very quiet like a nuclear summer!! Mix of old building and skyscrapers, no one lives here – we met someone who had lived in Dallas for 9 years and had only been to the downtown twice!! We were staying the hotel Lawrence for three nights. Deserted and faded from its heyday in the 1920s. No-one stays downtown – but we did have rooms overlooking the JFK assassination site and our windows looked out directly at the very window where he was shot from!!
We needed a drink – so off to the hotel bar. The barman was the most miserable barman ever and said we were going to have the mist boring weekend ever in Dallas as there was nothing to do!! The problem is its size as it is massive with no real heart and you have to drive everywhere. He did give us a few recommendations.
We walked to Main Street and ate at a tex mex on Main Street – at the Iron Cactus in the open air with fans as it was in the high 90s at 10pm. The buckets of icy margaritas helped – Gill is really getting a taste for them and has even found a margarita machine that makes the perfect ‘rita’!!
Walking back to the hotel in quiet streets, empty car lots, winos and the greyhound bus station was a bit scary!
Still boiling hot – 100f, so we didn’t linger. Strangely attracted to the Allen premium outlet mall – too hot to walk between shops so we drove from one to another – shocking. This is such a car society, life would be impossible without one. It is frustrating, the inability to walk anywhere – neither of us could live here, despite the huge houses on massive new developments – there would be nothing to do but drive to malls...... but on second thoughts.......
Sadly we had to drop the car back at DFW airport – which is bigger than Manhattan. We had driven 1347 miles. Sad to say goodbye to Flossy the satnav who had a habit of ‘recalculating’ at every complicated junction – leaving us lost more often than not.
We took a taxi to Dallas downtown as there was no public transport - was a ghost town, very quiet like a nuclear summer!! Mix of old building and skyscrapers, no one lives here – we met someone who had lived in Dallas for 9 years and had only been to the downtown twice!! We were staying the hotel Lawrence for three nights. Deserted and faded from its heyday in the 1920s. No-one stays downtown – but we did have rooms overlooking the JFK assassination site and our windows looked out directly at the very window where he was shot from!!
We needed a drink – so off to the hotel bar. The barman was the most miserable barman ever and said we were going to have the mist boring weekend ever in Dallas as there was nothing to do!! The problem is its size as it is massive with no real heart and you have to drive everywhere. He did give us a few recommendations.
We walked to Main Street and ate at a tex mex on Main Street – at the Iron Cactus in the open air with fans as it was in the high 90s at 10pm. The buckets of icy margaritas helped – Gill is really getting a taste for them and has even found a margarita machine that makes the perfect ‘rita’!!
Walking back to the hotel in quiet streets, empty car lots, winos and the greyhound bus station was a bit scary!
