Okay so, aside from the 18 wheeler trucks that zip by us regularly on the highway, guess what else we see incessantly? Travel trailers, Coachmens, mobile homes tricked out in style like this one we passed. I am in awe of how many people are road travelers and wanderers, and as we passed them, I couldn't help peering into the drivers seats, wondering if one day I could see myself in that seat. Perhaps with a traveling home like this one, I could.
We made it into Mobile, Alabama yesterday evening. Gaining the extra hour as we crossed into Central time zone motivated me immensely to "just keep swimming, just keep swimming" and we did--500 miles, 8 hours, in one day.
What I will remember about Mobile:
-the beautiful I-10 bridge that crosses the Gulf inlet as we approach the city
-the misty haze that hid the city until we were right upon it, and which continued to linger all evening
-and the bread pudding we devoured last night, and that I am still salivating over 12 hours later