Day One: The Sixth of June in the year of our Lord twenty and twenty-one.
A restless night last night made for a fashionably late start this morning. I didn’t get on the road until 11 est. Once I did though, the early legs of my journey were beset by pissin problems. It could have been the couple cups of coffee, or perhaps just nervousness toward the uncertainty of what lay ahead, but I was stopping at almost every rest area. I ran into terrible traffic just west of the NC border which delayed me nearly an hour. I was about to piss myself the entire time too. When the traffic cleared, I found a nice gas station bathroom sink to relieve myself in and was soon on my way.
As I neared Bobby stainless land, my polyuria subsided but the traffic returned. Another lengthy delay quashed my hopes of St Louis by nightfall. By the time I had the metropolis in my rear view, it was high time for some fine dinin. I found a Popeyes and enjoyed a delicious 2-piece leg and thigh with a biscuit.
Back on the road again, I set my sights on an encampment for the night. I decided on Paducah, Kentucky, the place from which I write you.
Kentucky is a strange land and I have found it to be mostly desolate. The roads are in pretty terrible shape and the roadkill picker-upper must have quit because there are deer carcasses every mile, in various states of decomposition. I’m pretty sure I saw a few armadillo too.
I hope for an early start tomorrow with the possibility of reaching Laramie before I get too tired. If not, somewhere in far west Nebraska will have to do.
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