Days Nine, Ten, Eleven

Well, today's the day we leave for home. I'm sure no one really wanted to go. I lingered behind to say good bye to Aunt Wanda, Uncle Lee, and Teresa. After we said good bye and left, no one really said anything for awhile, all thinking of how much fun we had. We stopped at a gas station for breakfast and drove on some more. Then my dad surprised us by stopping at the Davy Crockett birth place.

We stayed there for about an hour before we had to leave. We drove on to Nashville to see our old house, but on our way got caught up in a traffic jam. Finally we got there. My mom wanted us to take pictures of it so we did. My dad then went out and reassured the owners we ain't a bunch o' freaks takin' pictures of 'em. We then visited our old pastor and stayed there awhile. A few hours later we drove through St. Louis and boy, it was HUGE! We finally found a rest stop and slept.

1 1/2 days and several hundred miles later {Felt more like 100,000 miles and at least a month later} we reached Mt. Rushmore. We stayed there awhile before we hit the road again.

Several hours later we got back home, both happy to be home, but sad the trip ended.

P.S I would like to personally thank every one who opened up their home to us during our trip [And after several days in the truck, we really needed it.] Long story short, we had a blast.