we searched for a Starbucks.
This lady needed coffee.
And, although my hubby hates to admit it,
I think he did too.
In our search, we passed this little place.
We've seen it before.But this time it was a must stop for Ryan.
Because of this.
And for the little boys, this.A police car!
Wow!
Then he made all the kids get in the picture.The older two did not at all appreciate
the importance of this moment.
We went inside.Saw plenty of confederate goodies.
A little museum room with Dukes collectibles.
Still in their original packaging.
A watch,
calculator,
General Lee, after General Lee, after General Lee,
Bedding.
I could go on and on.
And plenty of Duke apparel for sale.
Even Daisy Dukes.
Which my hubby wanted to buy for me.
Funny.
That would ruin Daisy Dukes for life.
If I wore those,
I would make it here.
Most important.We did get our coffee.
Might not have been a good thing.
I have already hit the restroom.
Six times.
This morning.
You can imagine what the ride home was like.
Me dreaming of restrooms.
Ryan dreaming of Daisy Dukes.
