Before we left Texas we saw a "new to us" variety of wildflower on the roadside. This deep red flower hasn't quite fully bloomed, but when it does it's going to look alot like a red bluebonnet.
Nearly 400-miles of the border between Texas and Oklahoma is determined by the path the Red River takes. The Red River continues eastward which then makes up a small section of the border between Texas and Arkansas.
Once inside of Oklahoma we continued our north by northwest route along OK-78. The first town of any reasonable size we passed through was Durant, OK (pop. 18,589). Durant serves as the capital of the Choctaw Nation.
Something else Durant is known for is being the home of "The World's Largest Peanut". This has been proved to be not true time and time again. There are numerous peanut monuments in Georgia alone that make this peanut outside of city hall in Durant look minuscule.
After neglecting our chores for the last three weeks we are way behind on things that need to get done.
After breakfast I dropped Tricia off at the laundromat. I'm wearing my last clean pair of socks and only have one more pair of clean underwear in the closet. I don't know what Tricia's situation is, but I imagine it's very similar to mine.
With Tricia all set up at the laundromat it was my turn to head out for the Ace Hardware Store for a few needed items.
Next was a stop at the Walmart where I filled two of our 3-gallon drinking water jugs. Then before leaving Walmart I filled ROVER's tank with almost 30-gallons of $2.99 gasoline.
Next up was a trip to the Staples Store where I was able to print out copies of our driver's licenses, our truck registration and a Power-of-Attorney form so that a friend can go into the Tag Agency and renew the tags on ROVER. We ran into the same problem last year with THE POD's tag renewal.
It seems every five years the State of Florida wants you to "appear in person" to renew your tags. They also want to issue you a brand new tag to display on your vehicle.
All this is one big PIA when you don't "live" in the state where your vehicles are registered.
With everything taken care of it was time for lunch and Tricia found a very interesting place to eat. The Cafe Alley in Ardmore is in the revitalized area of downtown. It's in a warehouse district along the railroad tracks and true to the name it's rear main entrance is in an alley.
Tricia ordered a dish called "The Mondi". It's described as Spanish Rice topped with queso, blackened chicken breast, melted jack cheese and guacamole. Garnished with diced tomatoes and green onions.
I ordered something similar, the "Blackened Chicken Alfredo". It's described as diced Cajun-seasoned grilled chicken tossed with linguine in a creamy, homemade Alfredo sauce. Again it's garnished with diced tomatoes and green onions.
Both dishes were delicious and our plates went back to the kitchen comletely empty. Total bill with tax and a generous tip, less than $44.
We were later told by our campground neighbor who lives in Ardmore, who is also in an Airstream, that we picked the best restaurant in town and the only place he and his wife go out to eat. Once again, Thank You Google Reviews.
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