We've broken up this mammoth 14 hour journey over a few days, with one night in Tampa and another in Atlanta. So we say goodbye to Miami, and head north, finally leaving the east coast and start to move west. There's still a lot of miles to cover before we hit the west coast, that's for sure.
We leave at around 11am.
We start our journey in the pitch black of night. The roads are dark, and misty, and it is a long time before the sun even starts to peak over the trees. But when it does, breaking through the mist, creating silhouettes of forests and cows and pitch fencing, it is truly magnificent.
And then it's mostly just about the driving. I sleep a lot of the way. We listen to country music. We eat the sandwiches and salad we made the night before - a big time saver, and so much nicer than any lunch we would have found on the road.
Late in the afternoon (so late in fact that we have to turn the clocks back an hour - we've officially passed into Central Time, and are now faced with a seven hour time difference from back home, as opposed to the previous six hour), we finally make it through Georgia, and into Tennessee. We've made it back up so far north that the trees are changing - just like we saw up in Maine. With the rolling hills, and sharp rock cliffs along the roadside, the drive becomes beautiful.
We pull into Tullahoma - a very small, very quiet little town, and follow some very precise directions to our B&B - a wonderfully restored circa 1905 house, complete with full wrap-around porch, beautiful black horse in a field next door, and fallen leaves in all the autumn colours.
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