We left Oklahoma City in the morning, still traveling east. Along the way we still would see the Burma Shave signs, and occasionally we'd see a farm with an advertisement painted on the side of the barn.
We left Oklahoma and traveled through Arkansas in the afternoon. We stopped in Little Rock for a meal and then headed on into the country, traveling through the Ozarks. While traveling through the Ozarks, I looked for the stereotypical "hillbilly with a corn cob pipe", but of course I never did. We were in a more populated part of the Ozarks located on the highway, so I didn't see much that was unexpected. I did see a few women dressed in simple dresses hanging clothes on a clothesline. But seeing people was rare. I did see some shacks which were homes along the highway and it made me realize how lucky I had always been to live in such nice homes throughout the years.
In the late evening, we crossed the Mississippi River and arrived in Memphis. I was excited, mostly because of the possibility of seeing Graceland and maybe even Elvis one day.