We had a nice Mother’s Day. We ate at a quirky Indian restaurant in Eureka Springs while a lady we could’ve sworn was Janis Joplin belted out gospel music.
After a few awkward moments of verbal tug-of-war, R and I finally won the honor of paying for the meal. It’s a lot more fun for the giver when the givee just gives in without a fight.
In R’s family, it’s a different kind of tug-of-war. There’s no discussion of who is paying. You just have to pull an undercover sniper attack on the waitress to get the ticket before the other person does.
Afterwards, we went on a tram tour of the the city. The docent (thank you for the vocab, mom) was cute. Maybe I just liked her white hair, I don’t know, but I did chuckle a lot.
We drove by countless Victorian homes. The entire downtown is in the National Register of Historic Places in America.
I’m glad these two appreciate it as much as me.
We made a quick tram tour stop at a church with cool statues of the stations of the cross.
And then we saw the fudge store. Enough said.
I found some overgrown stairs and immediately climbed them. Poison oak be darned, I’m finding out what’s up there.
And people looking through the windows wondering who this chick was with red splotches on her ankles.
Note to self: don’t wear sandals while traipsing through unknown foliage.
We visited one of the many springs in the town and then headed home. We were exhausted! Two full days of exploring, but oh it was worth it!
Can’t wait to explore the many other areas of Arkansas, possibly with some newcomers to the state? More details on that later.