Day 7: Chattanooga – Alabama – Mississippi
We let the girls spend the entire morning in the pool in Chattanooga instead of doing much sight-seeing. We were tired and it was overcast so it seemed like the thing to do. I’d like to go back someday, though, because it seemed like a really interesting place. We did go up to Point Park before we left to see the view and it was pretty awesome (and totally worth the drive up the mountain to get there).
We accidentally detoured into Georgia while trying to create our own “shortcut.” Turns out it wasn’t our best idea and added like an hour to the trip. I had planned a stop in Birmingham, just for the fun of it, but we ended up skipping it because we had spent so much time that morning before leaving Tennessee. So our grand total of experiences in Alabama was blaring “Sweet Home Alabama” while driving through it as fast as we could. Honestly, I don’t think we missed much.
We pulled in to Jackson around dinnertime and were pretty much ready to be home at this point. I remember being grouchy and tired and done with the sightseeing and hotels and car and all of it. We had the pool all to ourselves that evening and let the girls swim until they were exhausted. And then I somehow managed to forget all our swim stuff in that last hotel. At least it was the last night or I’d have had a mutiny on my hands.
Day 8: Jackson – Vicksburg – Louisiana – Dallas
We were ready to head home, but we didn’t want to skip the Military Park in Vicksburg, and we’re so glad we went. It was one of those places where you really need hours and hours to explore and read about, but we took an hour or so and drove through, seeing all the high points. Pretty amazing stuff. I remember memorizing a speech in 5th grade about the battle at Vicksburg, but seeing it in person made it so much more real.
We only made one stop in Louisiana. These guys aren’t really my thing, but Jerm likes them and we were literally driving right past it so we stopped to see what we could see. Which was pretty much a lot of duck calls.
And that’s it, folks! We got home, returned the car, and vowed we wouldn’t leave home again for a good, long time. And then the next week I drove to Temple. It was just one of those years.