The clerk in the lobby (whose baby was due three days ago) let me know that it was pouring rain in that direction, so I took the tried and true Interstate--all the way here to Meridian, Mississippi.
After stopping for an hour in West Monroe to poke around in Antique Alley, I kept driving through Louisiana and Mississippi. The motels in Jackson were full, and it took three tries here in Meridian to find one that was okay.
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| The Mississippi Bridge in Vicksburg |
This has been one of those rare road trip days that make me question my usual bravado about traveling solo!
I got a refresher course today in what I already knew:
1. Stop and find a room before dark--or call ahead and book one, if you have phone service in the car.
2. Take the time to eat a healthy meal in the middle of the day.
By the time I ended up in this odd little town (or is it just odd after dark, with all its confusing two-way frontage roads?) I was so hungry and exhausted my brain was fried. Looking for a place to eat, I got lost in a downpour in the deserted downtown and had to stop and ask directions of two inebriated old men drinking outside at the convenience store. (They must have been regulars; the clerk said, "Ask them.") They gave me directions, but then one of them asked if he could ride back to Texas with me.
What a day! I'm glad it's over..
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