Tonight finds us in Cookeville TN, at the Hampton Inn1. We’d originally planned to head back on Thursday, but I’m still fighting off a cold, and the trip down really beat me up. Nodding off at the wheel, as I nearly did a couple of times on the way out, is not a Good Thing. Even though it seems that Cadillac can drive itself. It can’t.
So, we went 480 miles or so today, and plan to be in Roanoke VA, tomorrow night. That’s another 364 miles. Then up early on Friday, and a 225 mile or so run up I-81, and home.
Speaking of the Cadillac, its life-to-date fuel economy is now at 19.4 mpg; we goosed that up from 19.2 on today’s leg. It’s truly a fine car; it has some buttons whose functions totally mystify me. The little icons on them render few clues either. Reminds me of an old joke, with buttons labelled “WA”, “WW”, “PP”, and “ATR”, which decorum prohibits detailing here, except that I’ll not push anything labelled ATR. I promise.
Anyhoo, a few brews, some college hoops on the teevee, an early start tomorrow, another Cracker Barrel2 breakfast, and we’ll be back in the Old Dominion in 24 hours, Lord willing, etc.
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