We slept pretty well although we weren’t sure how that was going to go. The Comfort Inn had a room at the back of the complex. There was a tall hedge at the edge of the parking lot that I could not see through. About 8 and then 8:30 and then 9 we heard the loudest train whistle I’ve heard in a long time! Oh No! The train was about 5 feet beyond the hedge and it sounded like it was coming through the wall. Thea gave me that look. I suggested that maybe the trains don’t run so often at night. I was grasping. We took some knock out drops hoping that we could sleep through the racket. Well guess who was right about fewer trains at night. I was! At least I only heard one until maybe 6:30 or 7:00 AM. We slept right through any others that might have come along. We had decided to head for Dallas on I-20. Texas is divided into 7 types of terrain. The panhandle is considered plains, Kellar is prairies and lakes and east texas is piney woods. These are the 3 we visited and each was beautiful in it's own way. Today was the Piney Woods. We remembered the big flea market that Ron and Cindy had talked about when we were here a week or so ago. This is the weekend that it happens! It’s every weekend before the first Monday of each month. It’s been going on since the 1850’s according to the literature. We found Canton and turned south. Holly Smokes! The place wasn’t big, it was huge! There were parked cars as far as you could see. We found a spot relatively close to some of the buildings. These pavilions were probably 400 feet long and full of vendors with everything you can think of for sale. We struggled along with the crowd and made it down one side and up the other of 2 of them and perused the wares of several more outside. There were many repeats of stuff, but here and there we found some unique crafts and taste sensations. Since we needed to make a few more miles to day, we tried to find our way out of there. That was easier said than done. I wondered, ”Now where did I park that car?” A guy heard me wonder out loud and came to our rescue. He pointed us in the right direction and eventually we found the car. We had barely gotten started and were surprised to find out that the thing covers 300 acres with over 7,000 vendors! No wonder many people set up camps for days on end. It was like the biggest County Fair you can imagine without the chickens and pigs and other farm animals. Amazing! We had no room for any more anything in the car so we headed out. It wasn’t too much further to Dallas and we veered north towards Denton and Decatur on north 35E. We got to Dallas just in time for the rush hour and man do they drive aggressively! Very seldom saw a turn signal used and most of the time our speed was 60 to 70 mph! We bunched up a few times, less than a car length, but never did slow down! I really prefer the less traveled roads, but we were past the point of no return once we got close to Dallas. We didn’t get hit by anyone, so I figure no harm, no foul and we found our way out the other end of the Dallas gambit. Whew! After we secured a room, we set out to find the New Beginnings church in Chico. The road to Chico is my kind of road! Smooth, fast, and almost no traffic; that’s how I like it! The directions that Rose gave us took us right to the door without a hitch. We’ll attend services tomorrow morning and then take the day off. We are kind a tuckered. Talk at you later.