Our adventure finally came to an end this week. On our trip down from MI, we left at 6 am planning to drive straight down. We were run off the road in Nashville and almost hit a construction sign, stopped for an hour on the highway while two people were airlifted from an accident and the rest of the trip was not much better.
We ended up leaving a few days early because of Tropical Storm Debby. After waiting out the first mess of her on Sunday/Monday (when the weathermen didn't know where she was going), we decided to leave on Tuesday instead of Friday. We just didn't want to sit around in potentially bad weather for the chance of one or two nice days at the end of the week. We got up early Tuesday and I checked the weather. We can either go (from Daytona) up 75 through Georgia or 95 through South Carolina. I decided based on where the rain was that going 75 would go around the backside of the rain and not be too bad at that point. Bad choice. I never thought that I needed to check traffic because they wouldn't close a highway. Bad bad choice.

They'd closed down i-10 and diverted us onto a local two lane road for about thirty miles. Right when that met up with 75, the skies opened up worse than I'd ever driven in. I should have pulled over it was so bad, but the amateur weatherman in me said that we would drive out of it by the Georgia border. For once I was right.
I'm glad that we had decided to stop for the night for the first time. We stopped in Lexington and were left with only six hours home the next day. That went so much better. That will now be our method of choice. I'm just glad this vacation from heck is over. People keep telling me that it will be the one we look back on the most, but I really hope not.