Arkansas, you had us at Hot Springs! Hot Springs National Park, yes, please. Nothing beats hot springs. We’ll trek across the country for some.
We heard that Al Capone has even dipped his toes at Hot Springs National Park. Plus, as far as water goes, Arkansas has 600,000 acres of lakes and 9,700 miles of streams and rivers. So….CHECK on the water requirement.
Are you in accord?
I, Caitlyn, read the book Pissing in the Snow in an American Folklore class in college. It is a collection of bawdy stories and dirty jokes that all take place in the Ozarks. I’ve wanted to visit ever since! Need a sample? Of course you do. From the title, I bring you the story “Pissing in the Snow”:
One time, there was two farmers that lived out on the road to Carico. They was always good friends, and Bill’s oldest boy had been a-sparking one of Sam’s daughters. Everything was going fine till the morning they met down by the creek, and Sam was pretty god-dam mad. “Bill,” says he, “from now on I don’t want that boy of yours to set foot on my place.”
“Why, what’s he done?” asked the boy’s daddy.
“He pissed in the snow, that’s what he done, right in front of my house!”
“But surely, there ain’t no great harm in that,” Bill says.
“No harm!” hollered Sam. “Hell’s fire, he pissed so that it spelled Lucy’s name, right there in the snow!”
“The boy shouldn’t have done that,” says Bill. “But I don’t see nothing so terrible about it.”
“Well, by God, I do!” yelled Sam. “There was two sets of tracks! And besides, don’t you think I know my own daughter’s handwriting?”
That story sold me on Arkansas. It is also the Watermelon Capital of the world, the fiddle is the state instrument, the home of Christ of the Ozarks, and the state we have to thank for the Cheese Dog. What else do you recommend in terms of Arkansas offerings? We also don’t have any towns specifically picked out to date yet, rather we have a collection of spots we want to see. Help us out?