Pirate of the Interstate Freeway System: Dallas Days & Fort Worth Nights

I left Albuquerque and headed back east to Dallas. No short trip for sure. Once there, I checked in to my hotel and settled in to get a good nights rest, or so I thought. About 2 in the morning I woke up to really loud voices dircetly outside my door, I laid there listenting for a bit trying to decide if I was going to go out and yell or not, but then I started paying attention to what they were saying. Turns out, someone checked in to the room next to mine and killed themselves. I'm not really sure how or anything, I just know that I didn't hear a gunshot, but there was a mess to clean up. I laid there the rest of the night mostly just glad that for once I wasn't the one cleaning it up. Though it would be nice to get away from suicide all together. Needless to say, I didn't get much sleep the rest of my time in Dallas.

I had a lot of jobs to do, so I didn't get a whole lot of free time. I did manage to get out one day between jobs and headed over to the Sixth Floor Museum. This is a museum in the building that JFK was shot from. If you're ever in Dallas, I highly recommend taking the time to check it out. It's pretty interesting and incredibly sobering. My only real complaint was that they didn't allow photos inside the museum.

After I walked out I decided to walk around and take some photos of the area. While doing so, I ran into Don. Don is a "freelance" tour guide who hangs out outside the museum and offers the "real tour" after which he gives you a sob story about his starving family and asks for $6 of your money. I gave him a buck. Don tends to lean more towards the conspiracy story side of the JFK assassination. Don also was not interested in being photographed. I don't really know what to believe, I don't now that we'll ever know the entire truth, thanks to Jack Ruby.

The Texas School Book Depository. The third window down on the far right is the window Oswald (allegedly) fired from.

This X is painted in the road where the first shot hit Kennedy and then Governor Connally.

The second X is hard to see, but this is where the second, and fatal bullet struck Kennedy.

The "Grassy Knoll" conspiracy theorists believe a second gunman fired from.

A view up the street from near where the fatal bullet struck JFK.

After I left Dealey Plaza, I wandered around downtown Dallas for a bit. I had every intention of going to a burger joint from DDD but I ended up spotting a Hear Attack Grill. I saw a show on this a few years ago on the Food Network, and decided I'd go there if I ever got the chance. I wish I hadn't. The food was good, especially the fries (they're fried in pure lard.) But the whole thing was more depressing than anything. They have a deal where, if you weigh over 350 pounds, you get a free Single Bypass Burger (their single burger) there was guy there that was taking advantage of this, and was just plain proud of himself. I found the whole thing tacky.