Birmingham

We traveled a little over 400 miles and made to Birmingham yesterday, staying off the interstates most of the time it was an easy first day. Stopped for lunch in Knoxville Ga only to find the place closed and the German Shepard chained near the front door encouraged us to move on, so we ate on the front porch of a country store across the road.

As soon as you leave Florida the riding becomes more interesting. The pace of things does change, people talk a little slower, maybe softer here. I am reminded that some words that we think should be one syllable, sometimes sound better when stretched to two. The scenery changes to rolling hills, and those hills gradually become more pronounced with the highway cutting through them as we move north.

We stopped for dinner at Lloyd's Restaurant south of town, where I had eaten 30 years ago. At that time it was the only place for miles, but today is almost hidden among the shopping centers, hotels and office parks in the area.


To avoid Atlanta, we traveled out of our way, but will have to maneuver through Birmingham this morning before heading toward Memphis on highway 78.