I don’t want to go home!

So, this is part two off the road trip. Yesterday was so much rain, we took longer than we expected to get to where we are now. I have been collecting travel books for Mischief from the states. I still need to get the three of them some actual souvenir. It shouldn’t be too hard.

I am so recommending people go to Mississippi. The people were so nice and helpful. It is a pretty place to drive through, but there were a lot of things we would have stopped for if we weren’t on such a time schedule. Plus, I got the best cup of gas coffee I have had in a long time. I am so glad the lady talked me into waiting for the new pot to finish brewing! We don’t get that sweetness where I am. Also, they had such a cool welcome center. The ladies were more than willing to tell us of places to stop that were indoors because of the rain and let us know they were free. They were even able to tell us how much longer we had driving through the state. Yes, I am putting my thoughts on a small amount of people, but when most of them were just strangers who didn’t need to be nice, like the guy who opened the door for me at the gas station, I think that says a lot about the people in the area.

I had the best grits in forever. They were so creamy and yummy. I had to order a seperate bowl for a second helping. We stopped at a Waffle House a little north  of Birmingham. It seemed to be the one that all the locals stopped at. Those are such a good place to stop. That, therefore, explained why the food was great. We had the sheriff tell us to drive safe even. The waitress was a sweetheart. Whenever you travel and have the time, ask locals where their favorite place to eat is. That will always tell you where the good food is. 

By the time we got to Tennessee, we were so ready to quit driving in all the downpours. We almost got a room, but finally outran the rain. It only took us two hours to drive through the state. There was so much construction on that stretch, though. If I had known, or looked it up ahead of time, I would have picked a different route. But, we would have missed the nice lady at the Welcome Center there. So, sometimes there are good things with the bad.

We are in Kentucky now. We are getting ready to take the last leg home now. It’s another six hours, but construction shouldn’t be bad. We missed breakfast, but Chickie said there is a lot out still. We finally discovered what a Huddle House is. I liked the sandwich I had. Our friend we met to see here got fried pickles and said the food was good. So, if you get stationed at Ft. Knox, there’s a good place to go. If you like Korean, he sends a recommendation to the Seoul Garden. 

Next stop: home. We plan on doing this trip mostly again having Mischief with us to help drive. We’ll take our time and stop for stuff next time.

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Louisiana is muggy

I am typing this in the hotel room while Chickie gets some rest. We already are halfway through the first leg of the trip. The second half will be done tonight. This is fun and very important to me emotionally to relax. Hopefully, today will end up at least as well as yesterday. 

So, we drove through Texas with only one almost mess up. That I am putting down to Chickie possibly going on autopilot. We had to get on one exit and almost went on a different highway. But, it was fixed before we did. Yay. Her tomtom decided to stop working when I got into the car. It must have known my disdain of it. Maybe it got the info from my ex’s tomtom and just decided to shut down. Her car must remember me because it is doing fine and I keep telling it that I’ve missed it.she said that her AC has been making funny smells, but I haven’t noticed it this trip and we’ve had to use it for the mugginess we’ve encountered since being in Louisiana. Even with it raining, it was muggy in the car.

She lets me put my arm up when she’s driving. She let me yell out the window at cool mustangs. So, if you heard someone yelling “Nice” to you in Texas, that was me and I was complimenting your car. I like Mustangs and Corvettes. An I Roc-Z would make me cry because of the memories of sleeping in one and the rides with music were nice. I haven’t seen one since we left Texas though. Maybe more today.

I want to do a better trip to Louisiana someday. I’ve wanted to go to some spots here since high school and we drove past them yesterday. I finally can say that I have seen a swamp and a bayou. It was funny to me that I was mentally saying many of the names of places and such in my high school french accent. But, I want to go to Evangeline to see the statue. Just putting this down as a written point.

What is Boudin and Cracklin’s? Yes, I am a Northern girl. I have seen so many signs for i, but we haven’t stopped to find out yet. Another thing that had me laughing were all the billboards for casinos. I’m sure it is normal, but a casino next to gas stations. That is something that had me shaking my head. I guess it makes money that way. Maybe we should do that up north. 

I am curious how a subway with a drivethru works, but we won’t stop there. Maybe some other trip. Bayous, or is it bayoux, are pretty. We both have decided that. I wish I could live near one, or else a swamp. I don’t mind the idea of wild animals nearby.

What would be your ideal road trip? Where would you dream of living at? Well, we’re off for breakfast and part two of the trip. Take care.

Road trip

The trip is started. I am in Houston and about to start the ride home with Chickie, my best friend. The flight down was actually pretty eventless. I had no problem with my saline solution and nose spray. Both flights left on time. My flight arriving in Houston was twenty minutes late landing because of the weather. But, I am here and ready for the trip. 

Mischief texted me a couple minutes after landing, wanting to know if I was still here. We went to get food. I can say I had a Whattaburger. It reminded me a lot of a Wendy’s burger. So, not bad at all.

I learned something that I want to pass on. Another way to get less issues with flying and the pressure in your ears is to take Sudafed. I was told this by the flight attendant on the last leg of my flight.