On the Road Again
On the Road
Friday, January 14

It's been quite the adventure so far.

We left at 9:40, only 40 minutes behind schedule.<.g> Not bad for packing the night before and getting the car ready the day of!

Clear sunny day, even if it was 4 degrees outside. Lots of snow at the start, and so many flooded areas in Indiana - we saw one area with houses and cars submerged and many places where just the tops of trees showed.

I had so many things I thought of in the car that I can't remember now. I'm on my parents laptop, which I hate, and it's already deleted this once. I'm really quite cranky now, but I'm going to try and keep going.

Quiet drive, for the most part. Mom drove a little bit, so we had the radio cranking and singing along. It was Louisville's Lite Rock station, and I heard God Must Have Spent which delighted me to no end. First *NSYNC song I heard on the radio in years! About an hour later, I heard BSB, too. New favorite radio station here. ;)

9 hours in the car. 9. It was mostly okay until midway through Kentucky. The last two hours are brutal, and these stretched. Literally. It took us 45 minutes to go the last 6 miles of Kentucky to the Tennesee border due to haz mat cleaning and taking one of the two lanes away. That, uh, was not our collective finest hour. By then, Josh's iPod was drained and mine was nearly so, meaning that Josh couldn't listen to it either. Then, we really thought it wouldn't be long once we hit the border, but oh, it was. <.g> It was completely dark out, there appeared to be mountains around us, the roads kept swerving, the road would not end and we could see nothing that might resemble Nashville. Finally, though, we saw our sign. Three lanes and a barricade over. We did, however, manage to get it, missed a turn, and finally got to the hotel at 6:30pm.

Dinner was carryout from a neat TexMex place. The guy who answered my call was a sweet sounding Southern boy named Lance. I was amused. ;) Then came a string of ladies calling me sweetie and honey and darlin'. Pretty fun.

Now we're all in the hotel room, pjs on, cranky as all hell and not at all looking forward to another 9 hours tomorrow.

But tomorrow - I shall be posting from the beach. And that makes this all - mostly - worth it.

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