Sleep... I Just Want To Sleep

So here we are with another trip update. But wait! More than 24 hours has passed since my last post, so that must mean we didn't get from Shreveport to Bessemer in a single day's drive...

We were pathetic yesterday, after the big push of the day before. We spent the night a Red Roof Inn in Shreveport, Louisiana, and the plan was to go from there to somewhere past Atlanta or into South Carolina. Ha! I did all the driving while Deb felt sick, worn and sleepy. And I wasn't so far behind. We treated ourselves to a sit down lunch at Cracker Barrel, which I highly recommend. Neither of us had been to one, but I believe this is a place my father has raved about.

Then we sat and ate supper at an IHOP in Tuscaloosa! Also yummy. Then we decided to wimp out and stop around Birmingham. We saw an "every motel you could want" exit shy of there, in Bessemer, and exercised our newfound brand loyalty to Hampton Inn.

Today ought to be interesting. We need to drive at least as far as Richmond, over 700 miles, and if we can get north of DC it's all the better. The idea is for Sunday to be a short day. Enough so that we can get friends over to help us unload the trailer, and have time for Deb to react to the unsettled state of the apartment, and recover herself before it's time for bed.

What makes today truly fun is that neither of us got much or decent sleep. I was up about every hour or so, cursing my bladder or worse, wishing I'd not left the Maalox in the truck, and wishing I'd not run out of reflux pills three days ago and failed to make time to get more. That was my night. Deb's night was not bothered by my constant up and down, but was made a disaster by my snoring. The doctor is sooooo getting a call ASAP. Any suggestions in the meantime? Don't they make nose clippy things, and do those help?

So we have at least 700 miles of driving ahead of us. Yay! Not so bad, if we don't dawdle much. We made good time yesterday, when we were on the road. Just have to stay on the road. We're getting good at keeping me awake at the wheel, which mostly involves not being too comfortably warm, the air not being stuffy, and the music not being boring. I told Deb that if I start slapping myself repeatedly she should make me pull over; that's my last resort method of shocking myself to attention.

Stay tuned for the further adventures of Jay "chain saw snorer" Solo and the Accidental Jedi...

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I adore Cracker Barrel! It's one of the best things about a road trip since they don't have them in CA.