After a hot and sticky start, we finally made it to Topeka, and when the road to the campground was gravel, I should have been getting some messages. It was what you would definitely call boondocks. We decided it was useless to ask if they had high speed wireless access.
The place reminded me of something in one of those southern horror movies. If anyone terrorized you out there, no one could hear you scream. But the pool was glorious (it's not really the one in the picture). We stayed in until our body temperatures had cooled enough to set up the tent (what was I thinking?). Oh well, it was a learning experience to see that we couldn't possibly survive the next couple of days in those conditions.
So I changed the reservations I could to Kamping Kabins (they are the adorable little log cabins in every kid's dream of a playhouse), and here we are in Amarillo. The weather took a sudden beautiful turn to total cool. We are happy and comfortable, finally.
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