fide almost sleep and feel marginally human again. We are currently
in the middle of Louisiana somewhere, with Jamie at the helm and me
back in the hole after a brief foray into the wetlands of the front
passenger seat.
Jeff once again displayed his rarely used superpower ('marathon
overnight driving') and drove the first 543 miles - a mind numbing 7
hours fueled mostly by endless Coke (of the liquid variety) and a
blaring iPod littered with Kiss, Poison, and Barry Manilow. At 4:30
in the morning his stamina finally wore out (read ran out of Coke) and
he pulled into a rest stop just inside of Mississippi.
He didn't even attempt to have us keep going as Jamie was filling the
backseat up with liters of drool and I hadn't slept at all and was
having a lengthy conversation with Ira from NJCU on my iPhone (which
had run out of juice) while wearing a pair of mesh shorts over my
head. Jeff chose wisely, parked and napped for an hour and a half.
Finally, around 6, Jamie awoke, and was pressed into chauffeur duties,
I 'hung up' with Ira and tried sleeping again, and Jeff curled up,
took a 10 minute nap, then resumed a frightening state of cat-like
alertness. Louisiana beckoned, and pretty soon, we were at the state
line. At least I imagine that's how it went - as I passed out finally
as well.
By the way, this is my view from where I've spent much of the trip.
At least there is daylight now...
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