I had a clear calendar and my mom did as well. So one Friday, we met at my house and took off for a day trip to Paris, Texas. Why? you ask. Well, why not?
We had no agenda, nothing specific that we wanted to see nor had we done any research (a mistake on my part). We just wanted to go. We were on the road by 11 and headed North on 75. Just past McKinney, on Sam Rayburn Parkway (which is still under construction, by the way), we headed East. Paris is in Lamar County (which we always hear about in the weather report) and about 100 miles from Dallas.
We passed through small towns like Trenton, Bonham and Honey Grove. There were miles and miles of ranches and tractor dealerships, it was amazing but we were loving it. There were several buildings we passed that looked so run down they were abandoned but then...maybe not.
Mom was amazed that several of these ranches had "cows in the front yard!" It was pretty interesting.
But that got us to thinking...What do people do for a living in these small towns? Do they drive to Frisco to work at the Toyota offices? And what happens if they need to "run to the store"? No such luck! It wasn't like there was a Kroger on every corner. You really have to plan ahead if you're going to live out here. And yet, we were intrigued....
We were in Bonham by noon and I asked Mom if she wanted to get lunch and she wanted to wait. Every Cowboy romance she'd ever read had a small town with a local café where everyone went. We'd driven by lots of ranches and she wanted to see if Paris had that café.
Turns out, it did!
This is the Roadhouse Family Diner where they have home cookin'.
Mom soaking up the atmosphere.
We were promptly greeted with, "Sit anywhere you like, Hon." Then we heard our waitress say goodbye to Earl with the declaration that she'd see him tomorrow. We were in that place five minutes and I was thinking that I wanted to spend the day just observing.
So I know this is sideways but do you see what I see? Roadhouse trash can nacho chili cheese fries? I felt my hips widening just looking at the description. It says "sharable" but I gotta tell you, I came real close to making that my lunch. They also had a salad or two that I considered for about two seconds.
Instead, I got an equally (un)healthy yet delicious option of popcorn shrimp, corn, green beans and mashed potatoes and brown gravy. My rationale was that I was getting lots of veggies (corn, green beans and potatoes) and fish. It looks like chocolate sauce on my mashers but no, it is a delicious brown gravy.
Mom got an open faced roast beef sandwich (which reminded her of her mom) with fried okra, corn and mashers and gravy. Based on the yummy noises coming from her direction, I'd say her lunch was pretty tasty. It was a lot of food and neither of us finished but we were both wishing we could.
Our next stop was the "Eiffel Tower". You can't have a city named Paris without having the iconic tower, right?
Well, here it is, with a little Texas flair. It's a replica and not that tall but it's still pretty cool.
The tower was right next to this very cool Veteran's War Memorial (Red River Valley Veteran's Memorial). It was quite moving. There were benches that represented families and the names of those who served along with which war were engraved in the stone. There was one family that had someone serve in each war in one branch of service or another going back to WWII.
The inside of the memorial was similar in design to the WWII Memorial in DC. But this memorial was for ALL wars. It went from the Texas war of Independence (when it became a Republic), through Afghanistan and the global war on terror. It was very moving.
After the war memorial, it was on to historic downtown Paris. This is the Culbertson Fountain. It was dedicated in 1927 by Mr. & Mrs. JJ Culbertson whom I'm guessing donated the fountain. There's Triton on the top as the water spills into the lower basin. You can't really tell from afar. And when you get close, it looks like a baby Triton. Still, it's peaceful and beautiful to sit there.
This is the R F Scott Building. It was built after the 1916 fire. I'm not sure what it was used for but it kind of looks like a bank.
This is the Grand Twin Theater, which is right next to the R F Scott building.
This is looking up Lamar Street in downtown Paris. Some of the buildings were being used as restaurants and shops but there were several that were just empty. That made me sad.
I dropped Mom off in the square with the fountain and took a walk. This is the historic post office. The actual post office is in another building further up the street.
This is the First Methodist Church. It's not quite on Church Street. It's on the very edge and directly across from the old post office. The building is quite impressive. I wish I could have gone in side...
Welcome to Church Street. This is the First Baptist Church.
This is the Cumberland Presbyterian Church established in 1844.
This is the Episcopal ChurchHoly Cross Episcopal Church to be exact. I like the covered walkway.
This was a pretty amazing house until I realized it was a funeral home. It is conveniently on Church Street.
At this point, I'd been gone about 30 minutes and I was thinking that my mom might be worried but no. She was hanging out in the town square, people watching and just enjoying the day.
We wanted souvenirs. A t-shirt, a magnet, a key chain, something! Yet, we didn't see any stores that had anything like that. There was a Wal-Mart but who wants to go there?
We drove around a little more, taking random pictures from the car. The downtown "meaty" part of Paris was a bit run down but a lot of towns are.
We were looking for the Coca Cola Bottling Plant that we'd passed on the way in and came across this abandoned area. You can see the plaster giving way to the brick. I bet some hipster could turn this into something very cool.
I wasn't sure if this area was occupied or abandoned but I thought it looked like it had the potential to be something really interesting.
When you got out of that area, there was an eclectic mix of older homes that needed a little love and big estates that were huge! There were homes that had porches that wrapped around the entire house. Mom and I were dying to knock on the door and ask if we could look around. I'm guessing the answer would have been "Get off my property".
When I got home, I did a little googling and saw that I missed a lot of cool things to see.
Still, all this is in Paris, Texas and it's only 2 hours from here! I can't wait to go back...