Not much excitement to report today. But that’s a good thing when you’re driving the interstate, right? I hopped on I-85 southbound and stayed on for 202 miles.
Spending my last night on the road in Newnan. John and I and the fur babies lived here for 6 years in the 90’s. It was a very small town then. I visited our old golf course - White Oak - which is as pretty as ever.
I intended to get some work done but, instead, I’m waiting to gain access to my December courses. So I did the crossword instead and stared at the sunlight coming through the pines.
Before reaching Newnan, I pulled into a truck stop for a very long, very hot shower. Whenever I get a truck-stop shower, I always feel like I’m evading the law, for some reason. You know, on the lam. Like Thelma or Louise. Or Claudette Colbert in It Happened One Night. It always makes me laugh.
But then I inevitably think: oh, my mother would just die!
So, home tomorrow after a detour to visit with my blogger-buddy TinyCamper!
A few last photos from White Oak.
This has been a fantastic trip and I’m so sorry to see it end.
Yet awfully glad to be going home!