If you are ever in the mood for a frito pie and pink cowboy boots or want to take in a show with an Elvis impersonator followed by some Bible verses with your ice cream cone, then make sure to stop by the small town of Branson.
After driving through a spectacular rainstorm, we spent some time stretching our legs and enjoying some ice cream in this little town full of Americana memorabilia and its own historic train line. This would be our last stop before backcountry camping in the Ozarks.
Margaret, You seriously are not home yet? Aw, woman- shoulda known the Peelers were gonna be behind schedule on this trip...
ReplyDeletelooks really fun and horrible all at the same time!
We will be leaving this Friday and I may not see you. Perhaps out on Cape Cod... xoxo shannon
(we miss you!)