Here’s my first late entry. There was no good excuse for not writing last night, but my poor excuse is that I was pretty tired and needed a complete break. So, instead, I watched Wishmaster 3 and 4 on the motel TV. Was that really a break? Not sure if my nightmares warranted the indulgence.

I’ll write again later tonight to reflect today, rather than yesterday. Day 11 was spent on the road to Charleston.

The funniest thing I saw was a gas station that had a tiny chapel near by. While almost certainly unrelated to the gas station, I couldn’t help but think that this was an example of truly full service, including church.

I expected a sign like, “Oil change, air filter and baptism, 26.99”