Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain

And the budget tow dolly is still having some problems
and the heat index is 110!

so yes my friends. after we waited for 4 hours by the side of the road in arkansas, a nice mechanic came and changed our tire and tried to fix the lights...but alas, they were beyond repair, we needed a new fender. we continued on into oklahoma and managed to work out a plan with the budget folks to pull off the highway in oklahoma city to get our tail light fixed.

oklahoma roadside attractions

we arrived in oklahoma city around lunch time, found the truck repair shop in one of the seedier parts of town, took the corolla off the dolly and headed to lunch with the promise that they would call within an hour when the dolly's lights were all fixed. we explored oklahoma city's "bricktown" and had some sandwiches. as we finished our lunch, we got a call beckoning us back to the budget truck. when we arrive we find mike the mechanic muttering and working on the lights. we join mike for a roadside suana and sweat off all the ice water we had downed during lunch.


mike is an entertaining fellow though, described himself as "the buzzard you never want to see, waiting for you by the side of the road." he got the dolly in tip-top shape though and gave us a crash course in dolly maintaince.

meghan hiding in the little stip of shade that the budget provided,
hoping we wouldn't be stuck in oklahoma city forever and ever....

mike the buzzard mechanic gets us back on the highway - headed towards texas
and new mexico where we would sleep for the night.

a water tower in the desolation that is the texas pan handle

leading up to this humongous cross there were probably 20 billboards
advertising it as the biggest cross in the world. we snapped this one from the highway, deciding not to pull off to the "cross museum."

another sort of giant structure seen frequently from the texas highway,
this one possibly a bit more environmentally useful...

it was hot and bright in this big state. lots of washed out cow farms.

the colors were returning a bit as we neared the texas/new mexico state line