We were shooting for Amarillo to stay our last night. That way we wouldn't have as far to drive home on Sunday. As we passed from New Mexico to Texas, storm clouds were gathering.

It POURED all the way to Amarillo. We had some crazy things happen. The car windows were fogged up so Bill turned on the defroster. We must have passed by some kind of cattle yard because the smell was unbelievable. Think wet cow combined with wet cow patties. That might be close. We tried to turn off the defroster but the windows fogged up again. We just died laughing because there was nothing we could do about it. After the smell went away, it looked like a truck had dropped some white rocks on the road and the dust was kicking up. Nope. It was about 3 inches of hail that was melting on the road. Luckily, none of it hit us!

The next day, we stopped or this historical marker and took a picture because, yikes, did this guy accomplish a lot in his lifetime! Texas Ranger, Indian fighter, rancher/cattleman, Civil War scout, guide, hunter, cavalry man, established a trail to Northeast posts and he founded a college!

This is going to seem dumb to anyone who hasn't seen a Texas rest stop. They suck bad. I'd compare them to prison bathrooms. This stop outside of Amarillo has to be the best rest stop in the entire state. Look, it has a playground!

The bathrooms were indoors, in air conditioning!

And look at the inside. Electronic information kiosks about sites and weather. It was amazing!

The last shot of the trip. It cracked us up. "This vehicle makes ass turns!" Hee!