The two-day run to Charleston passed quickly thanks to hours of dizzying interstate and an engaging assortment of podcasts. I took a rural route through Palestine/Tyler to Texarkana to avoid the worst of 35/30 and it was really nice. Might make a fun camping spot in cooler weather.
I made a brief stop in Murfreesboro near Nashville for lunch with friends. I encountered a ferocious water beast.
After our walk in the park, we picked up takeout from a burger joint on the Square that refuses to put vegetables on burgers. Teenage me would have been equally excited at the prospect and puzzled at why I would have even asked.
The rest of the drive went well enough. I took the shorter route, having stayed a while in Tennessee. The sun set as I barreled through Kentucky’s Bourbon Trail and over the hills into West Virginia.
