Little Rock

So I got to Arkansas in the pouring rain. I am a little damp, but the rain gear is earning it's keep. I stopped at the riverfront for lunch, and lost track of time. By the time I thought about leaving, it was 4 and I still had a ways to go. I decided to fly through hot springs, and spend the night in the Ouachita (correct pronunciation at the end) national park. What a beautiful place. I set up my campsite, lit a fire,and popped open a 32 oz Miller High Life, because I am currently living the high life.