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Louisiana hates me. At least, that is what my sinuses told me last night. Today Mississippi is no better. I've made serious dents in my kleenex and finally dug out the drugs.
Today as we stopped for gas in MI, there seemed to be a billboard toppled onto the grass by I-10. As we got back on the highway, T read it. A sign, evidently. The high water mark for Katrina.
A mark above our heads, above the truck on the access road, above the gas station we just exited. Mind boggling.
Why are we on a road trip across half of the US? Checked luggage limitations. If they would just let us check the trailer, this trip would be a lot more...well, quick if not pleasant.
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Today as we stopped for gas in MI, there seemed to be a billboard toppled onto the grass by I-10. As we got back on the highway, T read it. A sign, evidently. The high water mark for Katrina.
A mark above our heads, above the truck on the access road, above the gas station we just exited. Mind boggling.
Why are we on a road trip across half of the US? Checked luggage limitations. If they would just let us check the trailer, this trip would be a lot more...well, quick if not pleasant.
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