Day 10

9:45 p.m., and home, we arrived, 909 miles later.

We left Pigeon Forge at 8:30.  The hotel's continental breakfast was lousy, so we stopped at McDonald's for breakfast, filled the tank, and headed to Knoxville and I-40.  We traveled non-stop as much as possible, stopping three times for gas and hitting the McDonald's drive-through for lunch and Dairy Queen (not like Texas' Dairy Queens but good nonetheless) for supper.  Mom drove after lunch from Nashville to Little Rock.  We saw an horrific accident on the eastbound side, and encountered a semi/van accident on our side.  We were near the accident on our side, so our slow-down was minimal.

We reached Mom and Dad's, and Dad had locked the back porch door.  I phoned Dad on Mom's mobile saying, "Let us in, let us in by the hair of your chinny-chin-chin!" and Dad wanted to know why I wanted him to unlock the back porch door.  I told Dad that we were outside, and he couldn't believe it.  Dad thought we were crazy and couldn't belive we had driven so far.

Mom and I were definitely glad to sleep in our own beds waking without an agenda.  I loved this trip, and I hope Mom doesn't wait another five years before we go on another trip!