We did not go in the store to see if the cashier was pretty, but we thought the sign was pretty funny! During this day's ride we passed many horse farms and large estates--big fancy homes with electric gates. I am not sure where the money comes from around here; the area seems generally depressed, but there must be something going on!
Near the end of the ride we had to get on highway US 90, a freeway. It was the only way to get across the bridges to our motel. Below you can see the second bridge. There was a wide shoulder on the bridges and on most of the highway that we traveled for the last 6 miles, but there were a few spots where the shoulder mysteriously disappeared. Fortunately for us there was little traffic on this Saturday afternoon.
When we arrived I was way past hungry. A bunch of us walked to a little place next to the motel and had sandwiches and cold drinks. After that I showered and went walking to find postcards. I walked a mile, stopping in every store, and came up empty handed. Catherine was coming in with the sag car and gave me a ride back. That's the trouble with only spending 2 nights in a state--now what am I going to do? I always send the grandkids postcards from every state that I ride my bike through.