We spent the day driving through the Cherokee and Choctaw nations in Oklahoma. Although the natural scenery did not change a lot, the bill boards sure did. We left the signs luring us to love God or to love in adult book stores in Missouri and progressed toward being enticed to stop at casinos in Oklahoma. When we came through here last winter the area was blackened by grass fires and smoke clouds loomed, but this year the vegetation is green and the water level in the lakes seemed high. Although we understand that there are no natural lakes in Oklahoma, we drove down the middle of one that took us half an hour at 70mph to pass. There seemed to be a lot more economic activity in the area than we remembered, but the pavement was still rather rock and roll.
We contemplated making it south of Dallas, but going through a large metro area at rush hour towing a 32 foot trailer is not our idea of fun unless the schedule absolutely requires it, so we stopped in Sherman, a town we spent a week in last year attending an Elderhostel. This town looks exactly as we remember it and it was great to have a chance to eat at a restaurant we toured and did not have time to patronize during our study of American food when we were here last. Johnny Caricino's is a national chain of northern Italian cuisine and we wish we had them in Illinois. The ravioli stuffed with crab was to die for.