Day Four
Woke up and so wish I could go back to sleep for another few hours. First things first, take Seven out for a pee. This is really quite hard because since he came home with me all I have had to do is open the front door and off he goes. This wake up, get dressed, leash ordeal is not fun for me especially when one does not feel 100%. Of course I have no one to blame but myself for the wine that was consumed the night before, so out we go. We meet other people who are doing the same and having the same problem. Seven is at least peeing and pooing basically on command. I felt sorry for this one lady whose dog was having a hard time to do either because he was out of his environment. We must not forget that travel will affect everyone differently including animals. Back inside I make my way to the free buffet. It was great but all I could stomach was some juice, coffee and a croissant. Not really adequate for the day ahead but pocketed some fruit to take with me.
We leave Fort Smith and start our journey to Waco, Texas.
Have been told off numerous times of the correct pronunciation but either way people know where you are going. We are definetly heading south now as the windows need to be open at all times. Leaving Fort Smith we take a road less travelled and yes I got lost but only slightly. I was told by one nice lady to take one route because it will be quicker but another said no, take this one if you are not in a hurry. It was the latter one I took because at the time I was in no hurry to take the major highway and I am glad I did. But eventually one must face the traffic.
Somewhere along that highway in Texas before Dallas I stopped at one of the best pit stops I have made. It was big as one could imagine cos this is Texas. Seven was able to be without a leash away from traffic and people, stretch those legs baby we are half way there. In the huge welcome area I find a map and ask the guy what’s the best way around Dallas, should I take the ring road or barrel right through. He drew on the map and said go straight through. I wasn’t sure if I was going to buy the map but thought well shit now I have to but no, the kind man folded it up and said enjoy your time in Texas ma’am.
With that we were on the road again. Trucks. More trucks. More trucks. The highways in Texas are big. And through Dallas was no different so it was the best way to go. How many more highways does one city need? Construction everywhere. More highways, more trucks. Our stop in Waco was smack in the middle of highways. Not a restaurant really unless I wanted to get lost in Waco. So it was once again pizza. And the tiniest spot to take Seven for his business. By now we were both getting accustomed to the leash. Haha listen to me – I don’t think we will ever get used to it.
Lights out – end of day four.
