After a lie-in, we found ourselves back at The Big Texan where we had witnessed Sam Borland’s 72oz steak attempt a few weeks earlier. It was now about 11am, so we decided to have brunch. No 72oz steak for us. We settled for a modest Lil’ Texan 5oz steak with cowboy beans, and a chocolate malt.
The next 300 miles or so were mercifully uneventful, and we arrived in Dallas at about 9pm. We installed ourselves in a motel on the eastern side of town, which would be convenient for the next leg of our trip.