Day 1 of our Journey
We departed New Jersey two days behind schedule and immediately defied our stated aim of avoiding highways on this journey and made an interstate bee-line toward New Orleans. After all, Jazz Fest waits for no man. Not to mention the fact that we had tickets to the Garage A Medeski show aboard the Cajun Queen river boat and we weren’t going to be late for that.
Along the way we whizzed through many southeastern locales (Chattanooga really does have a Choo Choo and Knoxville has a really great brew pub, btw) and we will surely have to visit them again when we can stay a while.
It was nice to be driving among so many other trucks instead of sticking out like a sore thumb on the streets of Manhattan. And speaking of trucks, ours is surprisingly fun to drive—except for parking which is an art unto itself in a 21 foot (6.5 meter) long vehicle with a rear view mirror that’s blocked by a big cap on the bed.
Thirteen hours of driving later, we stopped for the night in Chatanooga, Tennessee in the kind of cheap motel room that makes you reluctant to take your shoes off. Ever. Ah, life on the road.
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