Upon Sunrise in Henryetta, we were greeted with this pastoral scene in both senses of the word. We think the font is called "Hand Saw" (that was for you, Jenny + Erik). Oklahoma lived up to the postal abbreviation. Everything here was OK: the food, the gas prices, and the night life. (Did you know that prohibition is alive and well in some counties of these united states?)
In Oklahoma City we visited the OKC National Memorial and the National Cowboy Museum. The OKC National Memorial honors the victims, survivors, and rescuers of the Oklahoma City bombing. It really did tear apart the heart of the city, right in the middle of downtown. We hope that someday soon New York City will be able to assemble a monument of its own like this one.
At the Cowboy Museum, which is bigger than the Met and has a huge garden attached to it, we saw The Duke's eye patch, Trigger's bridle, and some stuff from real life, too.
Travel Stats:
other nations visited: 5 (including Cherokee and Creek)
plant passengers: 4 (including two new ones from Aunt Juanita!)
funny smells: 17
cows: herds and herds
oil derricks: 12
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It's such a treat to come with you in your travels! Looking forward to more.
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