It’s Monday and I’m driving on. My GPS leads me through Mississippie.
After hours in the car I’m ready to take a motel and drive into a little town.
All the motels I look at are dumps and I can’t do it. I really want a beer tonight and am driving through all these dry counties. Then I have enough and turn North towards Tennessee. I promise myself to hit the first liquor store I find and get a six pack...
Then it starts pouring...
I make it to Jackson, TN and score a beer and a decent motel. Tomorrow I’m going to Chattanooga.
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