Watertown, South Dakota (pop. 22,655)
I needed rest and rewards.
Watertown had two book stores. I needed that, even if I didn’t find a book of my desires.
But this heaven didn’t have what was on my list.
I was okay with that. I had another “store” to visit.
The other store turned out to be...
...one of those indoor flea markets.
Any other time I would have wandered about among all the vendor’s booths they rent out but I wasn’t fully recovered from the previous day’s ordeal. I was on a mission.
Check for books and then find a quiet place in town.
The Book Zealot was in the corner of the building and had a huge inventory of somewhat organized books. I found one but forgot about taking a picture of the mess of books.
I was running out of steam. Hungry.
The quiet place turned out to be a large parking lot
of some equally large out of business abandoned retail stores.
Those were storage sheds for sale next to us.
Within walking distance was an Arby’s. Glory be! This one was not closed down, had a full staff and thus an open dining area with service counter.
I got my long awaited Reuben - corned beef on rye sandwich, my reward for persevering.
This was my third attempt with Arby’s. What does the Arby’s on down the road hold in store for me? Not having high expectations I went back at dinner time for a French Dip sandwich.
Who knows when I will once again find a full functioning Arby’s.
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Yep, I am of victim of my own doing. I don’t do well with bureaucratic silliness. My lifestyle these past several years had led me to become a “hermit on the road”. But I am happy. That is important.