186 miles via I-40, I-30, US 70 and US 270. Cumulative distance: 1,972 miles.
Number 13 was lucky for us: no dings! The only real adventure of any sort on this hop was a mysterious 20-minute delay on I-40 east of Little Rock – no accident, no work crew (though it was in a work zone), no disabled vehicle on the side of the road. It seemed like the road was shut down for some unknown reason and by the time we got to where it had been shut all evidence had been removed. Strange.
As it has been since we first encountered it east of Knoxville, I-40 was a sea of 18-wheelers. We were happy to finally leave it behind in Little Rock. I-30 had its share of trucks, but was less congested than I-40.
Jett did not like the small roads that we had to take for the last few miles to our campsite, nor did she enjoy being low on gas. But we made it safely. She really likes the campground. More on it tomorrow.
Today we will take a peek at the famous Bathhouse Row and, just maybe, take a bath.
I wonder if they do dogs too?