Wednesday evening and we have had a very relaxing day so this won't be too long. We are in Arcola, IL which is advertised as being in the middle of Illinois Amish country. We have been here several times over the years. There is  bed and breakfast that we stayed in one time that had the most amazing breakfast I've ever had. The room was "just a room" although it was decorated with some nice antiques. The breakfast however was outstanding. It was a seven course meal with all kinds of different dishes tat aren't usually served for breakfast. Lots of vegetables and meats and scones etc. Each course was served on a different set of beautiful  china. It was indeed a five star breakfast. Unfortunately I remembering hearing people griping about it because "it wasn't breakfast". But, we didn't stay there this time.

We've been a bit disappointed by our revisit here. Many of the businesses were closed in the downtown business section. We went to the little town of Arthur, which is nine miles west of Arcola, last night for supper at The Yoder Kitchen. As you can imagine, it was an Amish/Mennonite restaurant and the food was delicious. We were stuffed by the time we left. Today we went to Tuscola, IL to the outlet stores. Ms. Kate went to Coach and found a couple of purses that she "needed". I went to Under Armor and bought some under-drawers "that I needed". I posted about Ms. Kate going to Coach on Facebook and the next thing I know, The girls are texting Ms. Kate with a request for some items for her to look for. So, we went back to Coach and picked up the things that they were looking for. Unfortunately, I know there are at least two more Coach outlets on the way to our destinations in the next few days. I reckon we'll have to check them out too.

This evening we went to Monical's Pizza for dinner. Ten years or so ago, we were sitting at Monical's having our pizza when the manager asked who owned the convertible that was parked out this lot. I stood up and said I did; and he introduced me to four young Amish girls that were standing there looking scared to death. They told me that their horse had jerked and their buggy wheel had hit the door of my car. I went out and looked at it and it was barely noticeable. I told them "thanks for telling me" and them I wished them a blessed evening and told them not to worry about it. There were tears in their eyes and they went away.

Tomorrow we head south about 200 miles to the Hurrah's Casino in Metropolis, IL. We'll just spend one night there before we get on the road again.

I hope you have a great week.  Walk with God and share your love with someone.  Peace.