Batesville Travel Blog› entry 93 of 121 › view all entries
We drove northwest from Memphis about 130 miles. We are on our way to Branson, Missouri for a night or two. But we know we wouldn’t make it today. So about half way from Memphis is this small town. We have been trying our best to stay off main roads or freeways throughout this trip and today is no different.
Our hotel, which is again a Best Western, sits on a tall hill on the south side of town. It gives a wonderful view to the north and the town below. And the hill is steep. A 7% grade drops down the hill and there is a very sharp curve that almost is a hairpin going down the mile or two. There is a billboard at the apex to the curve that welcomes you to Bateville, the second oldest town in Arkansas. Unfortunately, I missed taking a picture of it. The reason I know it is there is because we had to go down that hill to get into town for dinner, and then back up afterwards.
Dinner was at Pizza Hut tonight. A small one with lots of meat and a thick crust. I wished they had the apple crisp dessert pizza we had about ten days ago in Fort Lauderdale. Judy’s gonna try to make one like it when we get home. Mmmm.
The other item of note here was that we experienced a long term set of late night percussion from the room next door. What started out as a few notes of headboard against the wall turned into a full session of springs, thumps, and not just a few vocal notes that we will just call “Late Night Percussion”. And it must have gone on for nearly an hour! I don’t think there were any professionals involved but these folks were free-spirited and really into the groove!