Well today our faces will be headed North as we begin our first day of the drive to home.
Before noon we had the van and trailer loaded and had made sure none of our things had been left behind. Ben and Noah fed the seagulls our old bread:
I was holding Lydia while I was taking pictures and a seagull ran right into her!
Noah made friends with a neighbor just a few doors down…Miss Peggy.
On our way out of town we stopped by what we call, “The US’s smallest Post Office.”
Kate read from “Of Plymouth Plantation” in preparation for Thanksgiving. The road noise was pretty loud so I rigged up a headset that plugged into the van’s sound system.
The sun went down and we were driving on an Alabama highway at 70mph when the car behind of us started flashing their bright headlights. The trailer’s gate was on the ground! Mom pulled over unto the shoulder. We figured that the boxes on the back of the trailer had fallen out the back and our stuff was scattered all along the highway. However, when we checked everything was still there-the bungee cords were just a little bit old and had stretched out from the force of the wind on the gate. We secured the gate and slowly drove a few miles to an exit with a gas station where we could buy some fresh cords. Interestingly enough the town was called Good Hope.
We ate dinner in Columbia, Tennessee and then slept at a hotel in Centerville.
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