3.22.10

Only an hour into our drive and we’re already exchanging numbers with neighboring cars. Juan was very nice, as well as the ‘tiny man in the back’ Oscar. They were perfect gentlemen and asked if we needed any company to Mississippi but alas they had to go to work tunneling and boring. Boring? I think not.

Then we were out of Texas crossing the Louisiana border. Seeing signs in French while hearing a southern drawl is certainly an odd experience. However the best was when we met Sally: A ferocious alligator of 5 feet long with jaws that could snap a puppy in half and a growl that could make the hairs stand up on even a naked mole rat.

Then we stopped at Cracker Barrel, which if you’ve never been, is a cross between a restaurant and an old time store with 5 cent candies. My favorite part was the rocking chairs outside. Ruth’s an egg nor a moose, Krista is just plain dumb and Caley is purdy smart.…….
and then we went to a bar with all of Caley’s friends from high school. I love how cheep Mississippi is. Darts are fun. So are Mississipians. I like how friendly people are. Accents are fun too. I will miss being called ma’am.