Because I can never sit still when I venture out to Oklahoma, I decided to take a little road trip to Branson. Not that I am very excited about going to any of the dinner theaters (though as I had my mother with me, I caved in to one.) But there were two things I wanted to see in Branson – the Titanic exhibit and Dick’s Five and Dime.
1940s red gingham seersucker dress from FabGabs
I wish I could show you stunning photos of the Titanic Museum in Branson. But as there are no photos allowed inside, I’ll just say it was interesting, though low on actual Titanic artifacts, in my personal opinion. However, they did tell the story very well and they have interactive components, such as a tub of water the temperature of the water on the night the Titanic sank. It has a timer so you can see how long you can keep your finger in the water. I kept my hand in longer than everyone trying it at the time and could have kept it in longer, but at 28 seconds I was done for and wasn’t interested in frostbite to prove a point. But imagine, only 28 seconds. They also have mockups of a part of the deck at three different angles to approximate how difficult it would have been for passengers to maneuver once the stern began rising out of the ocean. In my Remix leather-soled wedges, I couldn’t pull myself up the second or third levels, which were I’d guess were at 25 and 65 degrees. And I loved venturing up the first class staircase. Too bad they don’t allow photos at least there, especially since it isn’t an actual artifact, but they instead want you to settle for a green screen version. Uh, no, not even close to what I am looking for. So instead I give you the one photo I took, which was the night before we went. The museum exterior is the front portion of the Titanic with the iceberg next to it. While most take photos of the museum during the day, to me a daytime photo of the Titanic with the iceberg just doesn’t cut it.
After we visited the Titanic Museum, we went to downtown Branson, just so I could visit Dick’s 5 and 10. Most towns used to have five and dime stores – I even remember my mother’s Oklahoma hometown having one, but like many things, they have fallen by the wayside. Not Dick’s. That place was jumping and had aisle upon aisle of every little do-dad you could imagine. And I found some neat goodies, including vintage-style toys, chiffon scarves, nude cotton stockings, and, my best purchase, long underwear that only come to your knee, so I could wear my dresses in the fall and winter a little more comfortably.
On the way home, we decided to swing through Eureka Springs, Arkansas, which was placed on the National Register of Historic Places. It was once a booming resort town known for its healing natural springs. Today, it is mostly a tourist and art destination.
One of the many natural springs are at the base of this little enclosure.
All of my photos of Eureka Springs have the same bland grey sky.
When in Eureka Springs, I particularly wanted to visit a special hotel. The 1886 Crescent Hotel and Spa. This working hotel is a beautiful throw back to the grandeur of the 19th century. It is also supposedly haunted by several ghosts, including, perhaps, Irene Castle, and was investigated by, among other groups, Sci Fi Channel’s Ghost Hunters. I would have loved to have done the ghost tour, but as I had my Little Man with me, who would cringe at the thought of taking a ghost tour, I had to settle for wandering the grounds and having a stunningly-good dinner in their dining room (we were the only party in the room, I might add, which was a little odd.)
Next post – Deco beauties in Tulsa.