The Intrepid Travelers Are On The Move, Again

   Way back in 2019, on a trip to Wyoming, we decided to try out the Airbnb system, and had great places to stay. When we traveled to the Delmarva area this past summer, we ventured out again and stayed in 3 more. Each unit was different, all presented a sort of adventure, and so when planning our Holiday trip to Arkansas to be with Donna's family, we decided to give this form of lodging another chance to enhance our journey. 

   Why not combine a king sized bed with a sense of the historical? Sounds good to us.

   Our hosts in Conway, had taken an old corner grocery and remodeled it into a comfortable home right close to the downtown area. Living room, master bedroom, spare bedroom, study and kitchen, all for us.

   We spent 3 nights here, slept well and fed our selves from some furnished goodies when we were not dining on Redbud Drive, 5 minutes away, with dinners by Noel, and lunches from the Murray larder.

   But life in Conway is not all food and rest, we also played.

   Board games like Sorry and card games like Skipbo and Tip Top.

   On one beautiful day (when the rain stayed away), we were outdoors bringing the excitement of Pickleball to our Arkansas family, especially Donna and Archer.

   Then there was a Wednesday, where the forecast was filled with rain possibilities, so an early start on our Morning Walk took us downtown. As we made a turn toward home, halfway on our exercise plan, we got a few sprinkles, and then came the rest. We were only a few blocks from our house, so Carolyn took a convenient bench, while her brave husband volunteered to go for the Envision. It really rained. It was a toad strangler, or a trash mover, if you like that better, but, with no umbrella in sight, a man ran (a loose term in this case) from awning to awning, trying desperately to stay reasonably dry. 

   I called Donna for help, and fortunately Noel was out running some errands. Every time the rain let up just a bit, the wet man sought the path home. and alas, by the time Noel found the man he was just getting into his car at the rental house. Wet but not deterred, Carolyn was retrieved from the park bench under the awning.where she had patiently waited for a ride home. Back to the house, clothes thrown into the dryer, dry clothes substituted, and on to Lunch with the family.

   Not to be foiled in a historical search for the oldest Courthouse in Arkansas, we took off the next morning for Searcy, site of the White County Courthouse. Still in use, the 1871 building was residing in glory in the middle of town. 

   We had to take off the next morning early for Nashville for a visit with Carolyn's son, Rush, wife Joan, grandchildren and great grandsons. Rush and Joan had just moved into their new home and it was stunning to say the least.

   As good as it was, a corner grocery did not prepare us for the splendor of this residence. We got to stay in a great bedroom, were treated with a gourmet dinner, watched Tennessee lose to Purdue in the Music City Bowl, and had fun with grandkids and 2 "greats". It was a good day.

   Oops, almost forgot our sideline trip to another courthouse. Dickson County's old courthouse was situated in Charlotte, not far off our route to Nashville. A small town with a definite small town feel, gave us pleasure as we walked the square and speculated on how life was "back in the day". This courthouse was built in 1835 after the original was destroyed by a tornado in 1833.

   Friday morning brought us a good breakfast, a proper sendoff for a quick trip home to Harrison. 

   A quick Monday to Friday trip had brought us family, courthouses, playtime, good conversation and was well worth the car trips to get it done. 

   I bet we'll do it again, one day. 

   Just not tomorrow.