Day 4: The last day of driving, and the last day of sitting in my car for hours on end. Soon, I would be sitting at a desk for hours on end, completely different. The final leg of the trip was 620 miles, an estimated 9 hours and 40 minutes. Because I needed to be at my destination before 6:00 PM, I was up early and on the road. I didn't want to be late for that, because that was paying the first month's rent and taking possession of the apartment I would be living out of.
And to be completely honest, I don't remember much from this portion of the trip. I mean, it wasn't bad, it was just the last day I was driving, and the last day I had on the road, so I think I was more interested in arriving than taking in what was around me. I can say that the path I chose was a little bit less straight than I anticipated, and not really traveled much from what I can tell. I didn't really pass many people along the way. Maybe it was because I was driving in the middle of the day when people are working.
I can say that I spent a little of my drive in Tennessee. And that's about all I can say. Other than the state changing, and the road signs changing, the scenery was still pretty much the same. I know I stopped a few times, and once was for gas and food in Tupelo, MS. Again, I cant remember much. I can say that was the first time I had Chick-Fil-A, and it was pretty good. They know how to make a good chicken burger and fries I'll give them that.
Wait...I do remember having to stop, I cant remember where though. Meridian? I only remember I had to stop because it was for a train that was moving pretty slowly. I probably sat there for a good 45 minutes, all the time watching the clock and freaking out a little because I didn't think I would make it to get my apartment. And I remember coming in to Alabama. The road I was on turned from four lanes to 2, and went through the "backwoods" a little, where there was absolutely no cell reception. It was a little disconcerting because I was afraid I would hit a deer or something and be stranded with no way to get in to Saraland.
Well, I made it. My apartment, about five or six blocks from a Walmart Superstore, which is nice. I can get groceries and everything I need...I just have to deal with the people at Walmart. I know, I sound pretty pretentious not wanting to shop at Walmart because of the people, but have you ever been there? There are so many people, and for someone that is pretty antisocial, that is a nightmare. As for the apartment, I ended up spending quite a bit of time in the front office, filling out paperwork and getting the electricity put in my name, normal move in stuff. My apartment is in the back corner of the complex, and up on the third floor. That sucked for unloading my car, especially since the humidity was high. I had finally arrived, ready to start work and learning about my new city.....too bad the rest of my stuff wouldn't show up for a week. I was going to live with the bare essential for a week, and an air mattress.
And what was the first meal I had at my new apartment? Nothing. I went out to Ruby Tuesday's because it was easier, and because I could have a beer. There was not really much unpacking that happened that night either, when I was done with dinner, I went back to the apartment, and went to sleep.
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