But well, I'm still on the other side of the country and I have a month and a half left to figure everything out.
I do need a break again, that's for sure. Riding over 200 miles four days in a row, in this weather, does take a toll. And I will have a break staring tomorrow. In the Smoky Mountains. With, as far as I can tell so far, another couple of lovely people who will make me feel like home and make it hard for me to leave. And I can't wait.
I'm glad that I have left the humid heat behind. Today it was almost chilly when I had lunch. Fresh air, finally. Even though I got rained on a bit. And the ride today and yesterday was so beautiful. Mostly back roads. Through green and lush forests and tiny villages. Trees and green grass as well as pretty wooden houses with porches. But also poorer areas with trailers and lots of car wrecks. And an abundance of churches. There can't be more than ten people per church. And they have funny things written on their billboards outside. And the weirdest billboard, not next to a church, just a normal advertising billboard was the one that read "Dirty Dicks Crab House". My eyes are pretty good but I could not find an apostrophe, no matter how hard I looked. So, that place sounds like a brothel you really shouldn't go to.