enchantedrosex
Why you ackin' so cray-cray?
- Joined
- Jul 15, 2012
After we hit the road again, it suddenly occurred to me that we were in ATLANTA!! I mean, I knew we were in Atlanta but it hit me that we were possibly minutes away from film locations of The Walking Dead! I whipped out my phone immediately with the intentions of googling if any locations were close by. Turns out that Rick's house (from episode 1) was mere MINUTES from where we were!
It took a few minutes of solid convincing to get Mitchel onboard to take this little detour, but eventually he reluctantly agreed (although he was clearly not happy). I just wanted a cool photo-op!
It took a few minutes of solid convincing to get Mitchel onboard to take this little detour, but eventually he reluctantly agreed (although he was clearly not happy). I just wanted a cool photo-op!
We plugged the apparent address into Karen (the GPS, remember) and Mitch took off. He was already really cranky about doing this because he really couldn't have cared less. Well, the crankiness only flourished when we couldn't find it anywhere but I insisted that we keep trying. After several minutes of driving around in circles, I eventually gave up.
Mitch was not happy with me and the whole debacle ended up in just a lot of wasted time and gas. Now we were both cranky. What are ya gonna do?
We obviously eventually made up and were back on the road by noon. We observed that Georgia/southern drivers in general drive a lot slower than we're used to back home, which just added more to our annoyance of lost time. Oh well!
I found it really odd that Atlanta police drive pick-up trucks.
We soon hit Alabama! Woo! Nothing too exciting other than endless roads and Waffle Houses. I apparently declared that I love Alabama because the people say "y'all" and Mitch said "Meh, it's alright". He's a cranky pants.
I guess we had some leftover salad from Julie's...
The safe way to eat while driving (have your co-pilot feed you)...
And then he decided to feast on the open air (no really, that's what he's doing)...
Before we knew it, we reached Mississippi (can you see the sign above??) and stopped for a potty break. Mitch decided he was hungry (salad and air just don't cut it) and wanted to eat at the Subway at the random/sketchy convenience store. I protested (wanting something less commercial and maybe more like a local favorite?) and rebutted with this exact quote...
"Why do you want to eat at this frickin' ROADSIDE Subway when we can eat at any of Mississippi's finer eateries??"
"Why do you want to eat at this frickin' ROADSIDE Subway when we can eat at any of Mississippi's finer eateries??"
And this is where "roadside Subway" became our new favorite quote. Mitchel apparently thought it was hilarious that I was so disgusted with this "roadside" Subway as if they were selling roadkill carcasses off the side of the highway.
In the end, we both got ourselves a bit of roadside and it was actually quite delicious.
Miles and miles of boring highway got us entertaining ourselves with mock mother and son conversations in Southern accents and yelling "YEEEEE HAAAAW" and "SWEET DAWGGY!" It worked for a bit. Tuneage included a mixed playlist of opera and the Anastasia soundtrack.
Here's a pic of the Mississippi River to satisfy your needs...
One thing to know about good ole Mississippi is that there is an endless supply of Sonic billboards. And I can say that "Shake it up, Mississippi!" slogan really got us. We detoured to the nearest Sonic and had one of the most confusing ordering experiences ever. Having never been to a Sonic because they don't exist in our area (even though we are always bombarded with commercials), we struggled a bit. Mitchel extremely awkwardly yelled our order into the machine only to get a long pause of silence. Not knowing what to do, he repeated it and finally someone answered. Then we were instructed to pay right on the machine but it wouldn't accept either of our cards. We had no idea if they still brought your order out if you didn't pay so we sat there for quite a bit wondering what to do. Mitch ended up pressing the button again and they said they would work it all out when our order was brought. Okay.
What felt like 45 minutes later, we finally got our shakes and paid. Mine was oreo cheesecake (tasted like plain oreo) and Mitch got peanut butter fudge (tasted like plain peanut butter). Didn't stop us from ordering several more times throughout this trip, however!
What felt like 45 minutes later, we finally got our shakes and paid. Mine was oreo cheesecake (tasted like plain oreo) and Mitch got peanut butter fudge (tasted like plain peanut butter). Didn't stop us from ordering several more times throughout this trip, however!
And we were back on the road!
STAY TUNED! (if I didn't lose y'all with this boring post LOL)