The First Leg

Eleven thirty PM. In five hours, I'll get up, dress, point the car west and step on the gas until we hit Houston. Tallahassee to Texas is a long drive, but with some caffeine I think we'll manage. I'm hoping we can stop in Louisiana for lunch- I don't care where exactly, as long as they can make a decent oyster po' boy. I haven't found a really good one since my last visit to New Orleans, and sometimes I like to pretend that there's something magical about the bayou that infuses everything around it with spice and zest; I like to imagine that that's why the food tastes so incredible. Maybe I'm wrong though, and it can't live up to my expectations. Maybe it'll be better to shoot straight past Louisiana into Texas and try real Tex-Mex and authentic barbecue. Maybe we'll just stop at McDonalds. Regardless, I'm looking forward to the drive tomorrow- the start of a truly awesome journey.

Testing....

Only 1 week to go. I hope the others remember this blog exists. Three planes separate me and my rendezvous with the others. Exciting times, I'll keep everyone posted with my progress.