I love Southern cooking even more than I realized. May have to go shopping for a Mumu before I return home. I finally stopped “checking in” on FB because I’m ashamed that all of the places are restaurants.
No matter how careful I am, I leave things behind in hotels.
In much of the South you get your picture “made,” not “taken.”
It is less expensive to pay to check two bags on an airline than to pay for weight overage on one (My sincere apologies to my publisher.) This of course was information readily available to me had I checked; and yet I don’t think I could wrangle another bag on my travels with daily hotel changes and various modes of transportation, so it was a bit of a moot point.Driving on Mississippi highways (non-Interstate) is a joy. Beautiful fields and interesting scenery. Very little traffic. And hey, no potholes! Asphalt loves land without the endless freeze-thaw cycles of my beloved Indiana.
Driving in the Atlanta metro area is confusing and hair-raising. No road runs straight. Ten lanes of traffic is the norm. Many, many streets have multiple names, one to the right, another to the left. Names are reused on different streets and roads with things like SE, CONN or EXT tacked on the end that might indicate meaning to locals but really messes with me and my GPS.
Hotel air conditioners use fake thermostats…I’m convinced none of them actually control the temperature in the room.
3 weeks without my yoga class are going to cripple me.
My Yelp app on my phone is indispensable.
And most importantly: Booksellers are a vast ocean of secret (and yet easily accessible) knowledge and a sometimes untapped resource for booklovers. I have left every book store on this tour with a new and lengthy list of books to add to my TBR pile. I want to share my fabulous discoveries with you. I’ve asked several to be guests on my website with their recommended reads. Too many good books languish in the shadows. Let these booksellers guide you to some wonderful reading.