March 18- We had to leave Mountain View but we couldn't hurry. It
was the first decent sleep we'd had since the trip began and Earl and
Jack were seeing us off and suggesting which kind of rods to buy and
just generally being cool. I could have stayed there forever. Sunday
was so wonderful and today was a good day to get back on the road and
do some
laundry, it was cold as heck and rainy and snowy and just generally
yuck. It didn't take long to shatter my serenity. They weren't going
to deliver my package after all, I'd have to drive to Springdale to
get it and yes, they will still charge me full price... We realized
too late that we wouldn't make it to Springdale in time so as we saw
the odometer flip from 999 to 000 (again), we just found a place to
crash in Branson. We got in at 830pm and the whole town was closed.