The plane landed on time despite changing in Atlana which is practically unheard of these days. It was the first time i had flown into Little Rock in the daylight and the view was beautiful. Very pastoral, the fields were a lovely deep green and spanned for miles and miles like a lush patchwork quilt. I couldn't help but think i'd be quite happy jumping out of that plane (with shute obviously) and spending a couple of weeks just wandering through fields, sleeping in barns and washing in the streams...then reality hit and i remembered all the cow shit in dem fields and barns.
I'm staying at The Holiday Inn Presidential downtown..not that there is an uptown Little Rock or anything. It's funny this Presidental hotel. The restaurant is called Camp David and you can get a Bush Burger (mushrooms and bbq sauce) or the Clinton Club. I wonder what they will add next, could it be the Obama Omlette? the Hilary Hash Browns or worryingly the Mcain Melt. My colleague really wanted it but wouldn't order the Bush Burger out of principal. I had the Grilled tuna salad but secretly wanted the ribs.
Currently Listening to: Beth Orton - Trailer Park, Taken By Trees - Open Field
Currently Reading: The Last of Her Kind - Sigrid Nunez
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