Max is starting to itch – which means he’s healing. And he’s starting to scratch – which also means he’s healing! I’m glad he’s healing, but have to watch closely that he doesn’t scratch and open up his road rash scabs. I know. TMI – Too Much Information!
We drove from Tallahassee to here yesterday – arriving about 2:45 PM after an uneventful drive. We did, however, see a couple of interesting exit signs. Notice the name of the second town on this sign:
We also saw signs for SNEADS and Graceville – both town names brought Dr. Seuss to mind. Remember the SNEEDS? And couldn’t he have written a story with Graceville in it? I tried for quite some time to come up with an appropriate Seussian rhyme, but couldn’t do it.
We are mostly driving on Interstates because I want to make tracks west, and let Max rest as much as possible. He doesn’t totally relax in the car. Every tap of the brakes, or the sound of the turn signal will get him to snap his head up and look around. If we are truly slowing for a stop, then he’s up and on alert. If it’s just a slowdown for a turn to another road, or a stoplight, he will heave a sigh and lay his head back down. So, Interstates are good because it’s just long range driving.
When I checked the driving distance calculator Friday night for the distance and time to Montgomery, it told me approx. 3 hours 50 minutes. This is a great website that I discovered on our trip last year, and it’s always accurate, so imagine my chagrin when Jack the GPS guy said we’d be there in TWO hours and 45 minutes. That Jack isn’t the best navigator – well, he’s not the best communicator is a better way of putting it – so I wasn’t sure what to think.
I mean, I was pleased that it was such a short trip. I even thought about canceling my reservation in Montgomery and continuing on to Jackson, MS. I figured I could make that decision when we reached Montgomery – which would be early afternoon – and we could still head on if we felt up to it.
So. Cruising west on I-10 towards Pensacola, knowing we were turning north for Montgomery at some point. And there it was. The answer to the discrepancy between Jack the GPS guy and the driving distance calculator.
“ENTERING CENTRAL TIME ZONE.”
And we gained an hour in the 65 mph blink of an eye!
Max didn’t notice…
Just before we left Florida, I spotted a sign for Sweet Honeybells. Then, a sign for Fresh Strawberries. Then, Mangos. Tomatoes. And there it was – the Fruit Stand…
When I stopped, the little Tangelos on the right were sweeter than the Sweet Honeybells, so that’s what I bought. Sweet, juice-running-down-your-chin kind of delicious!
Last night, it rained here – a hard, pouring rain that washed the little pebbles out from under the shrubbery into the parking lot. This morning, the air was fresh and cool, and about an hour ago the sun came out. So, we’ve got another glorious day to drive.
Meanwhile, Max is napping on the floor in preparation for remaining semi-alert on the drive.