a land where women are named skeeter....

it is the end of my second day of driving from florida to minnesota....

i left florida and stopped in adel, ga for the evening and headed out early this morning to see how far i could get.

in my travels today- i stopped at a tennessee gas station that was stuck in the 80s, wood paneling and yellow orche floors combine with the "haul of fame" wall (obviously a truck stop)....one would think that this would be where i would find a woman attendant named skeeter-

but no, i met a woman named skeeter at one of my gas station stops in georgia, in an atlanta suburb-when i was least expecting to be reminded that i was driving through the south, there was the perfect endearing reminder.