We woke up in Gulfport to find that the major tropical storm everyone had been so worried about was a little bit of rain. Never woke us up or anything. No oil platforms awash into the motel parking lot or anything we'd see on the news. Oh well.
We had decided we'd try to make it home today, giving us Sunday to "unwind" before the dreaded return to work on Monday. So we mostly just headed straight home on this Saturday.
We went through the little dogear of Alabama and saw the Battleship there. Only from the parking lot, where we took a couple of pictures, and kept going. The freeway goes into a tunnel that goes under the river :-O
We stopped at the border of Florida, where I was moving to, after having lived in the Pacific Time Zone my whole life. I was finally a resident of elsewhere. I was informed that this was referred to as "L.A." or "Lower Alabama", and the conflict I had always been taught was called the "Civil War", shall now only be referred to as "The War of Northern Aggression".
Oh yeah, it was a little windy. You normally wouldn't see that verticle piece in the center of that building, as it'd be blocked by the flagpole...but it's leaning...
The only thing to note on this stretch through L.A. was it was nice & green, and we got a flat somewhere outside of Cottondale, FL. No biggie, just lather up with enough DEET to give skin cancer to a Rhinoceros, and go put on the spare.
The bugs are out in full force.
I didn't run over the gator here...and he still smelled...
A nice family in a Jeep with LA plates stopped to help, but it was just a flat tire. Thanked them for checkin' on us, but we're fine. Here they are...look like they were moving, too...
Rained one other time that day. I could just load up a bunch of scenery shots, but most were blurred, as we were just trying to get home. Just a lot of bugs and rain...
I still want to know what exactly this place is...
We made it all the way back to St. Petersburg (604 miles...most we drove in a day) without really anything else to report, other than a lot of places I want to check out while I'm our riding around! We didn't finish the last CD of the book (we have since), but it was interesting to listen to most of the way, and we may have to learn more about Jack K and his whole story...
Adventure totals:
2955.3 miles
3 rainstorms
8 states
1 flat tire
4 national parks, WITH Passport Stamps (all in 1 day...in Arizona alone!)
0 tickets
1 Book on CD
2053 pictures
Bunches of other stuff...
As a Post-Script of sorts, while looking up how to Spell Jack Kerouac's last name online to type this up, I discovered a few things interesting to me. After he got famous from writing this book, he moved to St. Petersburg, where we live. In fact, his last home is about 5 blocks from ours. He died in the very hospital in which Maria was born here in town. Not a big deal...just more of that wormhole Twilight Zone shit that started in New Mexico...
http://www.pbase.com/pzo/jacks_house
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