On The Road Again

We packed and packed and packed some more until the pick-em-up truck could hold no more. And once again we looked like the Clampetts on the move. Before leaving Indiana, we had to stop at our new favorite restaurant (The Corner Café) for breakfast. There we met our neighbor, Mr Moore, and filled our tummies with wonderful vittles to ready us for our trip south. After departure and within in two hours I was fast asleep, leaving Captain Mark totally in charge of getting us to Mobile. This he did just fine – but then all he had to do was stay on I-65 until it stopped. (Side fact: we have now traveled the entire length of I-65 as it starts in Gary, Indiana and ends in Mobile.) We passed through Kentucky, Tennessee and into Alabama with clear skies and bright sunshine. The further south we drove, the warmer the day became.





I did wake up from time to time so that I could knit and listen to Stephanie Plum’s adventures. In route, we finished two of her books (abridged, which I prefer not to listen to but it was the only way we could get them in audio) and then we started listening to Charlie Wilson’s War.
Over the holiday we saw the movie, starring Tom Hanks, Julia Roberts, and Phillip Seymour Hoffman and thoroughly enjoyed the movie, so we thought we should also read (listen to) the book. So far it is excellent. I would recommend the book as well as the movie.

Never having seen a rocket before, we wanted to stop at this particular rest stop just as one enters Alabama. This is a real rocket and it was really cool to be so up close and personal to the display which is right out in the open along I-65.

Before making this trip, I can honestly say that I had never given much thought to the state of Alabama before, but I have become quite taken with the state. It is hilly and rolling much like southern Indiana, but the weather has been nearly perfect during our stay last fall and now again in January. The people and the food are both fantastic.

We arrived at Dog River Marina about 9:30p and the boat looked wonderful from the outside. When we entered the boat however, we were quite surprised to find that a sandstorm had taken place inside the boat during our departure. The salon area was covered with a medium thick layer of sand and grit. It appears that while the work was being done on the boat, the winds picked up and blew all of the sand in southern Alabama into our boat. Everything was gritty and filthy beyond belief. The contractors had not even attempted to clean up after completing the work. Not exactly what we were looking forward to after driving for twelve hours. However, once adrenaline kicked in, we did what we needed to do. We spent the next three hours cleaning the inside of the boat before completely collapsing into a real deserved sleep.