Our hotel last night was in Yukon, Oklahoma. Strangely, our neighbor had this sitting outside his door:
Paula also discovered something interesting with the elevator. Have you noticed that it's now standard that elevators are built with a sensor so that if the door is closing and someone steps inside, the sensor triggers the door to open back up? Well, the one at the hotel was apparently not working correctly. The door closed on Paula's arm! Thankfully, they don't close in any type of guillotine-style grip so she was able to yank her arm out. It was a surprise, as this is a nice hotel!
We set out on the road again. Roughly every three to four days, we'll have an occurrence where we're driving at highway speed, Paula rolls down the window (or I do), and FLOOP, we lose some sort of paper out the window at high speed. "Hope that wasn't important" has become a standard phrase for us. That hasn't happened in a few days now so we're waiting because we're about due!
We headed for Texas. This was an easy drive, because even though it was almost four hours, I-40 took us straight into Amarillo. Texas is a beautiful state. The diversity of this country has been quite a sight to see, and even the little things are amazing, such as the soil out here- the dirt here is a deep rich color, almost a reddish maroon, whereas Cincinnati is more of a brown. I would have thought that dirt is dirt, but apparently not!
We arrived at the church for today's show. Load-in was easy as there wasn't a step anywhere, just a straight path to the stage. The show began and the crowd was lots of fun. It was really strange to tell the audience that we only have seven states to go!
As we were loading out, Paula and Faith were pushing a case up into the trailer and a random passer-by stopped and jumped out to help! Where else but Texas?
We had "Freddy's" for dinner- a first for this trip. Tomorrow we head to New Mexico. We performed at Calvary Taos in December, and while we won't be seeing them specifically on this tour, we will be doing an event for them on the return trip home. New Mexico, here we come- seven to go!