Travelogue - Night 3

I have now driven 1600 miles and I'm tired of driving. I have no insightful comments or clever anecdotes today. I left Dallas around 9:30 this morning and am now in Tuscaloosa, Alabama. I've stopped for gas twice, had both a morning snack and lunch at McDonald's, and a bag of white cheddar popcorn for dinner. You want my life, don't you?



There have been two unique facets to today: Rudi rode for a while on the top of the crate and there's no Residence Inn in Tuscaloosa. I had called ahead to the La Quinta, remembering past good experiences at that chain. But when I drove up to the La Quinta along I-20, it looked way to dive-y to want to stay there. So it's Ramada Inn tonight — only $75 for the room and $25 cleaning fee for allowing the cat in the room. He immediately went for the highest point in the room, and is happily grooming himself and chilling out.



Tomorrow I will see my mother in the afternoon. I made these plans willingly, right? Oh well.