Day 4: Amarillo by evening..

We made it to Amarillo just in time to see the sunset over Cadillac Ranch. Somehow the grafitti looks prettier in the evening sun.

We also made it to see the world's largest cowboy, but we couldn't make it out to Ozymandias. It was off the beaten path and was too dark once we got near there. Ah well, there's always a next time.

Let me tell you why Amarillo has such weird roadside attractions--It's because liberals go INSANE there. We couldn't find anything to eat because the restaurants close down at 8! We finally found an Italian chain restaurant that stayed open til 9 but was ready to usher us out the door midmeal. Plus, we made the mistake of ordering a glass of wine. 25 min background check and 2 pages of paperwork later, she brought us our glasses, but she said she had to keep our IDs until the end of the meal. Amarillo is a dry town, btw. When we asked why everything closed down so early, people looked at us puzzled, "Why would you need to go out after dark?"

Headed home the next day on the long trek to Houston. Our diets blown from necessity (there is nothing to eat on the road in Houston that is even somewhat good for you. DQ is a staple in west Tx), we decided to stop at Braums for ice cream and a limeade (I love Braum's) and then rejoiced at the first Starbucks since Abq. It was like a shining mecca in the distance, the green, black and white shining like the light at the end of Daisy Buchanan's dock!

Made it home in time to drop off the car and head out for sleep? No, we were so tired of being cooped up that we went walking and then headed off to dreamyland before our return to reality the next day.