Now that's one hot spring

Hot Springs today. This place is only 40 minutes down the road from us and we just now made the trip. (I feel the need to point out that Julia is wearing a skort. She is not revealing any undergarments in this picture.)


First we went into the Fordyce bath house, where sick, rich people came to soak in the healing waters of the natural hot springs way back a long time ago. And now, poor white children can do it for free.


Julia in a big old bathtub. And I mean OLD.


The girls near one of the springs. Jenna was just then noticing I had put her hair in pigtails.

Turns out the ice cream in Hot Springs has healing powers, too.

Hot Springs has statues all over the place, and I thought the photo I took of this one turned out kinda cool. Talk about shooting the bird! Ha ha

Then we drove to the top of the mountain where Julia nearly fell off. Instead of helping her, we just took this picture.

Four Nall women: Me, Jenna, Rita (Chad's mom) and Julia. You may notice Jenna is not wearing pants. At least the rest of us are. Three out of four ain't bad.

One thing that's neat about Hot Springs is that all different kinds of people go there. Up on the mountain, we encountered a biker gang (the members of which were really nice -- Jenna kept talking to one guy and he was very careful to hold his cigarette away from her) and a young Mennonite couple. I wanted to take their picture all together, but I figured it would have been tacky to ask.