After eating breakfast it was time for a bit of exercise and a little game of "Hide N Seek".
These two "cowboys" were not thrilled about having to get back in the car and ride a few more hours. Oops...KD lost his shoes!
After hours of dodging the Labor Day traffic on the Interstate, the train station was finally spotted - far, far away. Not to worry, these two were ready for a hike......
Bringing up the rear was some more of our bunch. Goodness! There were no parking spaces closer than 5 miles away! At least it seemed like 5 miles for those guests who had to walk. Guess that's one way to get your daily quota of exercise! (I have to confess, JR and I found a space right across from the entrance - which was a blessing indeed!)
There was lots to do while waiting for "Thomas" to steam into the station. Here Big A and Wee Bob check out the small "petting zoo".
Train tattoos were definitely on the day's agenda.
"I am NEVER going to wash my arm again! Bath time is a thing of the past!"
A tent packed full of trains and miniature villages was a hit with all the kids - big and little!
"Okay, lets see......you go that way and I'll go this way and we'll meet at the station."
Jumbo jumping balloons are so much fun!
Pooh, Big A, and Meme T watching the kids play while the skies sprinkled cooling rain drops. Thank goodness the day was overcast and stayed in the low 80's.
Enjoying a ride on the "mini train".
Meme T and Wee Bob pose with a character, Mr. Topham Hatt, from the Thomas the Train series.
HOORAY! THOMAS THE TRAIN HAS ARRIVED! That's one happy, little cowboy!
Thomas the Train....the Number 1 Tank Engine.
"Old Thomas" just kept on smiling as hundreds of kids posed for the camera.
Finally, it was time to board "Thomas" and ride the rails. Wee Bob, Pooh and friends were lucky to have tickets for the Number 1 car.
The rest of us, well Big A, Meme T and I were bumped back to car #5 because we did not have pre-purchased tickets. (You will notice there are no photos of JR and Papa G because they stayed with the van and "tailgated" for several hours due to a ticket misunderstanding. They were good sports about it, and if I had my guess, enjoyed the peace, quiet and people watching.)
Big A was way ahead of the game. Within 30 seconds of boarding he had his seat kicked back and was ready to enjoy the view.
Wee Bob was taking his first train ride ever!
"Hmmmm. so you say this train can reach 120 MPH?"
"I'm thinking about ending my career as a cowboy and.........
........becoming a hobo with my best friend KD!"
"Yes, I can see me being a hobo for a long, long time - riding the rails, traveling the country, eating off the land.....at least until I'm 3!"
After a trip to the gift shop (which was filled with thousands of trains in all shapes and sizes) it was time to say "Goodbye".
Goodbye Percy. Goodbye Thomas. Goodbye Charlie!
Upon leaving Nashville, and traveling the back roads instead of the dreaded interstate, JR and I stopped at several tractor dealerships to "look". And then we had to eat. And then the skies began to look ominous. And then the rain drops developed into a downpour! And then the thunder roared and the lighting streaked across the sky. And then we stopped for ice cream. And then darkness fell and we still had a wet, windy, lonely trip across a nearly deserted mountain road where who knows what was lurking! And then I snapped this picture because I wanted to remember NEVER again to drive across a dark, spooky, deserted, mountain road in the rain and dark! AMEN!
Dee Dee