|By: Paul S. Cilwa||Viewed: 5/8/2021
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|Photos from the third day of John's and my cross-country trip.|
We awoke at our usual time. This Super 8 Motel was, in some ways worse than the previous night's. For example, I sat in the desk chair and found it to be so ricketty I didn't dare stay in it for fear it would collapse under me. Still, the shower was better than the previous night's.
Thanks to the better shower, and the fact we were finally out of Texas, John was raring to go! Nevertheless, I took first shift driving.
Texas, geographically, is a pretty dry place. Louisiana is the opposite. Beneath the cloudy sky, we made pretty good time on the bridges crossing stretches of bayou.
About 1 o'clock we left Lousiana and entered Mississippi. The last time I had been on this road, I was traveling the other direction with Keith and had to drive through one of the heaviest downpours I've ever seen. Today, however, the clouds were starting to clear and the road was dry, so we were able to make good time.
Two hours later, we crossed into Alabama.
Mobile, Alabama, isn't a huge city but it's kind of pretty, at least from the highway.
Off to the side John, who was driving, spotted a World War II-era battleship that caught his attention. It was the USS Alabama (BB-60). The sixth ship to be named after this state, she was commissioned in 1942 and fought in both the Atlantic and PAcific theatres until she was decommissioned in 1962. The ship is now a museum on permanent display In Mobile.
Finally, around 3:30 in the afternoon, we managed to cross the state line into Florida. Our destination!
The sun set while we took a brief stop at a rest area. But we decided to push on to my sister's home in St. Augustine, hoping it wouldn't take us too much longer.
We didn't get to the turnoff for her house until after midnight.
My sister, Louise, and her husband, Mike, had kindly waited up for us and, as tired as we all were, found ourselves chatting awhile before we finally turned in, mostly about how tragic it was that Florida had voted down medical marijuana in the previous, Russian-hacked election. However, not even a rousing political discussion (not normally allowed in Louise's house!) could overcome our mutual drowsiness and we finally hit the sack around 2 AM.
The day's total: 711 miles.