Through the seasons...

We made it up close to Macon Friday night and on into Nashville the following morning. We passed right by Atlanta on I-75 on the way there and I couldn't help smiling inside to myself thinking about how exciting the zombie apocalypse would be. For the first few days anyway.

Those first two days were shorter legs than we typically try cover. We planned it as such so that we could stop in Nashville and visit with Leslie's cousin Michelle, her husband Alex, daughter Mia and mother Barbara. We had some dinner in the hipster hub of Tennessee, a neighborhood near Vanderbilt college called 12 South. It was a fancy burger joint called "Burger Up" and it was stocked with as many thick black framed glasses (guilty as charged) and skinny jeans as you could stomach. They stock a great beer selection and some off beat burger creations. For myself I ordered the lamb burger with some kind of dill/mint mayo with a side of sweet potato fries and a frosty mug of Yazoo Dos Perros. I don't know if it was 'cause I was starving but the burger was outstanding and the beer had a perfect balance. It wasn't overloaded with hops like some micro brews can be. If you're passing through Nashville this place is worth checking out. It's not too far off of I-24 and there is plenty of street parking available. Fair warning though, you may end up waiting a bit for a table.

Enough drooling. Later on it was guys versus girls Trivial Pursuit and I'm sad to say that the guys were crushed, although it should be noted that we were outnumbered.

This morning we set off pretty early and made our way out through western Tennessee and on into Kentucky. We passed through a small southwestern corner of Illinois before crossing the entire width that is the vast nothingness of Missouri, with exception of St. Louis and Kansas City. We've stopped on the Iowa/Nebraska border for the night and will make our way over to Cheyenne, WY by (hopefully) early afternoon tomorrow. We've narrowly missed a snow-flurry system that's made it's way from eastern California on over to most of the western half of the country. If that doesn't slow us down tomorrow we'll be right on schedule.

Oh, and for some reason we didn't plan ahead when we packed our suitcase for this trip. I guess we became to complacent in the Florida weather and all that I have to wear for the next six days are a pair of jeans and a couple of T-shirts. The rest of what I brought is shorts and I have one hooded sweatshirt to keep shielded from the elements. Oh well...