8p Morning Pages? lol ~ Florence, KY
I had an early start and a long drive ahead of me, so I put off my morning pages until evening. I was trying to make it to the Creation Museum today and the Ark Encounter tomorrow, so I drove over four hours to my campsite last night, and I put another eight hours on the road this morning.
I am road weary.
The site I stayed at last night was near Wapella, there the Iowa and Mississippi Rivers converge. I slept right off the water. I’ll bet it was so beautiful. But it was dark when I arrived and dark when I departed. I saw nothing but the dirt road, the trees, and the stars.
It was 76* when I arrived in Petersburg today, too hot to leave the pup in the car while I toured the museum. Also, there were no free camp sites listed anywhere nearby. So I used points to get a motel and check in around 2p.
I was relieved to have a room tonight, but I don’t understand why. I have been with family, couch surfing for the better part of the last week. I should feel refreshed and anxious for the open road and night air. But the lack of privacy is getting to me.
When I camp, it is dark. I am cautious. I try not to bring attention to myself. I have “window shades”, but if I use them, I can’t see someone approaching.
Actually, that is a silly excuse because I hardly pay much attention anyway. I am just being lazy and don’t want to bother installing them and taking them back down the next day. I need to get over that, because I can’t just sit in the dark night after night. I have reading and writing to do!
Tonight I am drinking Kentucky Bourbon and eating Ginger Snaps to celebrate thirty days on the road. I have traveled over 6400 miles thus far. I have seen amazing sights and stood on sacred grounds. I have loved solitude and enjoyed good company.
I have heard just how negative most people are, while nature is so very nourishing.
The drive was rough today. I was tired and maybe a little hung over. I can’t hardly tell these days, but I’m not drinking like I used to.
The fast food joints have been calling my name, and I could hardly resist. I had a grilled chicken sandwich from McDonald’s last night. It didn’t sit well with me and gave me terrible gas. That didn’t stop me from stopping again at another this morning for an Egg McMuffin, and then two hours later it was a ham and cheese croissant from Arby’s. Made me think of John.
I used to get two of those bad boys for four bucks in Florida. I paid almost three dollars for one today. I spent more on food today than I have in the last week. I felt ravenous.
The bourbon seems a better choice than wine for me. I spent only $14 for the bottle. I have drank only four ounces, with plenty for another few nights. I don’t feel the need to finish the bottle. I am mixing it with club soda, so no extra calories and a little hydration. It doesn’t taste as wonderful as wine, but it isn’t all that bad either. I googled “decent inexpensive bourbon” to find it. Very Old Barton, and it is typically found only in Kentucky. Perfect. 🙂