Walking in Memphis

Or West Memphis as the case may be. I sit in a motel in West Mephis, Arkansas for the moment. The wi-fi, which took forever to connect to my laptop, likes to kick me off. The people here at the motel had to get a manager to reroute the signal for the wifi. We called my dad earlier, and he said that he fell last night! We leave him for one day and he falls... Anyway, I wrote the following earlier, right after lunch.


We left the motel at who knows what time, finding out where the World’s Largest Cross was, and went to see it. The motel was only maybe a mile from it. I took some pictures, and managed to get me in some when I switched the camera angle. It stands 185 feet high and 113 feet wide. Maybe it was 195 feet high. I don’t quite remember. It was cool. It stands by the highway. We stopped off at this rest area with cool floor. They looked like polished rocks. It was uneven too, which wasn’t the best idea in the world I will admit, but it was awesome to look at. I almost ran into a wall because I was distracted by it. We stopped off at this truck stop area for lunch in a small town. There were a couple truckers eating at the restaurant as well, that’s not surprising of course, considering it was a truck stop. It had a buffet and that’s what we ate. It was pretty decent. I noticed when I got my second plate of food that there was this one guy who watched me as I walked past. When I sat back down at our table I saw him turn around in his seat and look at me. I then kept noticing his friend was watching me as well. They kept this up the entire time they were eating, taking turns watching me.

When I had finished eating I had to use the bathroom. I thought it was out and around the corner and when I asked my mom she said yes. I had been confused when we came in because of the last place we went in at had the bathrooms right across from the door we came in. Well, I went out into the store that was connected to the restaurant and turned the corner and didn’t see them where I thought they would be. I saw a sign that said trucker facilities and I assumed the restaurant wanted us to use the trucker bathrooms. Thinking nothing of it I go over there, through the trucker lounge where this bigger truck driver glanced in my direction when I walked through and I went into the bathroom marked women. I use the bathroom, come out, and the driver glances at me again. I still am not thinking anything about how this might look, or how it could be odd that a restaurant wants people to walk all the way over to the other side of the building to use the bathroom that is designated for truckers. When I came back towards the restaurant I saw the bathrooms. They had been just around the corner from the restaurant. I should have turned left instead of right.

My mother had been confused when I said the bathrooms were out and around and I had pointed. She had thought I was pointing at the bathroom. When I came back and told then I had gone over to use the trucker bathroom and had been confused as to where the bathrooms were my mom laughed at me. She said my “out and around the corner” must have been different than hers. I told her had I thought the bathrooms were right there I would have asked “Are the bathrooms right there?” and pointed. We had just been talking about assuming things and the things not being right. I said what I had just done was an example of assuming things. It had turned out to be wrong. They teased me about it until we left.

Back to those two guys who had been watching me. When they got up to pay they stared at me the entire time they walked to the cash register. Mom and grandma went to the bathroom and Frank went to look at something. The two guys had gone to the bathroom and gone outside by then. Well, they came back in and looked over at me, staring at me some more as they walked over to the store. They stood around in the store and I know they were watching as we walked out. I feel as though it might be odd that I wasn’t scared or nervous by any of this. Is it normal to not be scared of truckers? Or of two guys who seem to watch your every move very creeper like?

We went to a Mexican place for dinner tonight. It was really good. It tasted just like the Mexican place we have back home. Now we're hanging out in the motel. Grandma and mom are watching Iron Chef on tv. Frank is...I don't know. He was looking at a map, now he's drinking a V8. I think I'm going to get grandma to tell me about her family tonight so I can record it and research that side of my family. I need to get more information from my dad about his side, so that I can research that side of my family. I love history. Anyway, I do believe that is enough adventure for now. Bye!