So on nights when we just spend that night in a campground and move on the next day, Bill calls Boogie Nights.  This is what we did in Kentucky in Paducah.  Today we are traversing Missouri to get to Branson.  It has been the longest 300 miles I’ve ever traveled!  We crossed the mighty Mississippi on the border between Kentucky and Missouri on one of the narrowest two lane bridges I’ve ever been on.  Honestly, my insides turned over and I had to close my eyes.  Good thing I wasn’t driving.  Spent lunchtime in a Walmart parking lot along with a pepto pink pick-up, an old Chevy whose front end was stylishly held together with duck tape, and two toothless women who followed us around Dollar General.  I’ll leave you to add your own comments!So, Missouri roads are interesting.  We are apparently in The Ozarks which are  up hill and down dale and around careening curves.  The junctions are lettered,as in Junction DD, the view is of hardwoods and lumber mills, a few long horned steers and goats.  Again, add your own comments.  Those who know me well, know the soundtrack going on on my head!  Finally, here are a couple pictures as we crossed Old Man River.  Next stop, Branson. PS.  Missouri must be one of the places Verizon doesn’t cover because I’ve had no cell service since we crossed the river.