My daughter pointed out that I didn't share many pictures from our Branson trip. Well, it's like this: we only spent about sixteen hours in the town, and we were asleep a lot of that time. Oh, and we weren't allowed to take pictures at the Dixie Stampede, the only show we saw.
Cliff took this shot of me, Pat and Charlene on our way to the Dolly Parton Dixie Stampede theater.
That's Pat and Charlene approaching our destination; you can see the Dixie Stampede sign.
It was only after Charlene talked us into getting up there in the butterfly for a picture that we noticed a sign saying to stay away from the butterfly. Oops.
Cliff and Pat were not about to park their precious bikes out in the general parking lot. Oh no, they measured and checked and fretted and fumed and decided this was the spot... where they could look out our motel window and keep an eye on their prizes.
That's our motel sign, as seen from our room. Levels one, two, and three could all be entered at ground level, thanks to the hill the motel is located on.
Exciting, right Rachel?