Road Notes, Blytheville, Arkansas., 3:42PM

I had high hopes for Arkansas. The Burger King was normal, the service fast, professional, and very courteous. They even had iced mocha.

A quick stop to the restroom was in order. I opened the door and was slammed by a wall of heat. I thought there must be an open vent to the outside (it is 101 degrees right now). But no...no vent. It was just the 12-year old boy bathing himself in the men's room sink, whapping at the big hand-dryer button every time it turned off.

G'bye, Arkansas. I'm happy your boys are clean.

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