We planned yesterday as a hellacious driving day, and it was. Breakfast in Louisiana, lunch in Mississippi, and dinner in Georgia (I think we snacked in Alabama.) We covered 5-600 miles, which is not the way we have been traveling, but sort of necessary since we have a picnic to get to in Charlotte tomorrow.
Along with the driving, we managed to get a tire changed out for the spare*, the oil changed, and M dealt with a broken alternator belt in Demopolis, Alabama.
We cruised through the town of Vicksburg, and drove Highway 80 from Selma to Montgomery - the route of the civil rights marches of 1965. I sang a little Pete Seeger for background. You can't drive through these parts and not think about the civil rights movement, segregation, social justice -- hot sleepy towns full of draped kudzu, porch shanties, signs about not bringing unlicensed firearms into stores.
We got into Newnan, GA, quite late, and stopped at the Waffle House for a late dinner and to check the internet for campgrounds, but there weren't any. In keeping with Waffle House hospitality, the waitress told us to park in the back lot overnight. So we camped at the Waffle House, which is certainly worthy of some sort of country song, and on the OTHER side of the camper was a graveyard. (Pictures later.) This morning I walked up and got coffee, and then sat and watched rabbits play tag among the headstones.
M shows absolutely no signs of stirring. I think that was enough driving for him, yesterday.
* That would be the royal "we", obviously. I wander around and take pictures and do the hopping in-and-out of the camper, but that's about all the mechanical use I've been.
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