This was the low point of Day3. I started out in a light drizzle that turned driving rain, and finally culminated in sleet. This photo was at an exit with nothing. No gas station, no restaurant, nothing, and I was freezing. I was finally told that the exit 10 miles ahead had a restaurant. Long freezing ass ride took me to a restaurant with a fireplace. I ate my muffin and drank coffee for three hours.
As the forecast predicted, the violent weather passed. I was lucky not to have been in the hot spots of the storm. There were a number of fatalities in the region from the storm.
Most of my day was spent traversing Tennesse. What a great state. Beautiful hills and mountains in the Northeast corner, and then as I-40 approaches Nashville the hills flatten to the smooth western half. I spent the night in Memphis at a cheap motel outside of downtown. When I was looking for a room, everything downtown was either booked or charging New York prices. My place was just fine, maybe 5 miles from Beulle St.
Beulle Street was great, but somewhat sadly reminds me of Key West. Sort of a Bad Boy Disneyland. Sadly there are many 50 & 60 year olds who need a place to go to imagine being wild and carefree. I guess in that regard, it's probably a good thing.
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