and it's an hour later again. Where does the time change?
If I had known beforehand that this motel is exactly underneath the flightpath of starting planes, I would have chosen a different one. So I'm stuck here again. Might go out and find some earplugs later when I try to find some dinner. Still, it was a good decision for the first night as I hadn't wanted to drive far but today I could have stayed somewhere further out as I don't have to return the car before 3. Bah, should have thought of that but I thought I'd have a nice long night without driving afterwards. Oh well, should be fine.
Am going to watch Planet Terror later which I bought on DVD.
This morning, after saying goodbye to martinhesselius
, I had breakfast at Bogue's Restaurant: Biscuits in white pepper gravy, scrambled eggs and sausage patties, greasy spoon-tastic for a fiver (incl. coffe and OJ).
After some cruising around, I stopped over at Sloss Furnaces
, which is now a historic landmark. A wonderful classic industrial site, blast furnaces and all the paraphernalia. It would make a fantastic setting for a photo shoot...
Afterwards, I drove eastwards, mostly on Highway 78 and avoiding the I-20, taking it nice and slowly until I arrived at Atlanta, just gone 4 (or rather, 5).
While it was still grey and miserable in Birmingham, the weather picked up around lunchtime and I had sunshine for most of the second half of the journey. Much more pleasant!