oh where, oh where could it be? washington, dc? maybe northern cali? nope, i’m still in kentucky! Oh where, oh where has my little car gone? oh where, oh where did i drive? new england, beyond— now i’ve crossed the pond… versailles? nope, i-65! Oh where, oh where has my little car gone? did i drive back to irvine? …

It sure isn’t common to see Rarity Mountain! The rain was still coming down, lightly, as I took this picture. Rain makes photographing from a car difficult for two reasons. First, the windshield wipers are moving back and forth, so they get in the way of the photo (as in this one). Second, the raindrops on the …

I decided to group all the fried chicken into one big post to overload you with golden bird deliciousness all at once. Two things led me to fried chicken on my trip: luck and Yelp. Nowhere more evident was this than in Memphis, where Yelp led me to the well-deservedly-named Gus’s World Famous Fried Chicken, and luck …

Watch your neck around Transylvania University! This is in Lexington, KY.

Welcome to Kentucky!

As I cross the bridge into Memphis, it’s raining. This makes it really difficult to get the focus on the camera right (it keeps wanting to focus on the raindrops on the windshield). I pulled into the visitor center parking lot to look up a place to stay. The rain was coming down in sheets. And by sheets, I mean the …

this road is my road from western Texas up through Ar-KAN-sas (make it rhyme) through hills and forests we’ll sing this chorus I-30’s made for you and me.

A couple of signs I saw, between Hope and Little Rock, AR. Exit here for friendship! There was another sign for this same town, with a traffic construction notice next to it. I wish I’d gotten a good shot of that, which would have read, “Friendship, 1 mile. Expect Delays.” And if Friendship doesn’t do the trick, maybe …

Strange food, apparently. In California, we have Panda Express. Arkansas prefers full service, apparently. Guess it’s the Southern hospitality. And Burger King serves Carolina and Texas BBQ sandwiches. I was actually really looking forward to this—thought I would get some pulled pork from BK. Turns out they just mean a …

About a third of the way between Texarkana and Little Rock, AR, is a little town called Hope. So let’s go visit the birthplace of Bill Clinton! That plaque, by the way, is affixed to…a bathroom. Here’s the house! Did he swing on this swing? Did he eat in this kitchen?