Skye snapped this pic just as we were heading out. Besides quick trips to her ortho, I don't know when we'll be back to Atlanta.
The last time we left, it seemed like there would be a good chance of our returning relatively soon.
And we did, after being gone for just a few months. This time however, it feel like we'll be back so soon.
Leaving was a bit more poignant this time around. Atlanta was feeling more like home than Los Angeles which is intriguing to say the least.
We got out to a late start and I was determined that I was going to be kinder to my body and soul on this trip, which is beginning to feel more like an incredibly long commute as opposed to a vacation, which it definitely isn't or even a spontaneous adventure, which it is and it isn't.
We would eat healthier than we usually do. Skye would to her "regular" school work. We would find ways to get in some exercise. And we would take more regular breaks and not drive for 18 hours on any given day. In fact, I would try to limit it to 6 hours.
I once drove from LA to Montreal in 2 1/2 days..20 hrs, 20 hrs and then a short day of 12 hrs and in the dead of winter to make even more fun.
I was much younger then and circumstances were quite different.
Searching to Run
I was hoping to go for a run alongside the Mississippi River which is one of the reasons we decided to stop in Vicksburg.
But unless you know an area, or have done a goodly amount of research, finding a nice route to run can be tricky, more luck than anything else.
We passed over the bridge from Mississippi to Louisiana going over that grand river but didn't see any exits that looked like they'd lead to a place where we could have a nice run.
Typically I love running in the rain. However when you're on a road trip, that can become more challenging. You've got to deal with wet clothes and changing and more likely than not muddy shoes
A few minutes after crossing the Mississippi, it started coming down hard and it kept up for the next couple hours.
If at First You Don't Succeed....
On several occassions we turned of the Interstate because we saw a sign for a State Park only to find out that the park was a good hour away from the highway.
We finally ended up down at Lake Bistineau State Park, which wasn't that far away, but certainly further off the highway we wanted to venture for a quick run. But we did finally manage to get a little exercise.
Customs, Co-pilots and Couch-surfing
At some point during our cross-country jaunts, Skye and I started taking photos when we crossed state lines and posting them on Facebook.
Well that tradition continues.
As does the one of having a co-pilot who often finds herself dozing off, try as hard as she might not to.
We ended up on the outskirts of Dallas, crashing with old friends of ours from Los Angeles. It's always great to see them. We talked and chatted and I stayed up latter than planned, but still managed to do a little exercise before finally calling it a night.
I woke up and did a little yoga in the morning, bid our friends adieu and continued our journey.