Eating up the Miles

We passed through Vicksburg, Mississippi and still felt pretty good So we went on to Jackson. Blundered off the path in Jackson but I knew where I was as I drove past the transmission shop that replaced the motorhome transmission. One thing has not changed-the rudest drivers in the world live in Jackson. Saw a bumpersticker: I am NOT speeding, I am Qualifying. Amen brother. This little adventure had us wide awake and wanting to distance ourselves from Jackson so we headed for Hattiesburg about midnight. The Van was chalk white from all the Texas and Oklahoma slush and mud and I found an open carwash about 2:00 A.M. Slicked up the van and scared the devil out of Buster but we arrived in Gulfport in about an hour and headed directly to Wal-Mart for a nap. The chill awakened me so I bought gas and coffee and we headed on, taking another nap in a rest stop where the heat awakened me. I called Jason and said it would be a Monday arrival in Florida. We had a pretty good nap in Quincy, Florida where we have slept before at the Flying -J. Breakfast buffet and gigantic pigs in the blanket for travel fare. Goodie was tired of traveling and started to punish me by declining to eat. (She has since recovered) We zoomed into Lake Worth late on Sunday and slept in front of the storage place for the Motorhome.