
9:45 P.M., Thursday - We got on the road at about 9:25 and immediately hit a thick wave of stopped traffic that held us up for about 4 miles. After a bit of a delay, we got rolling again. Turns out someone just got pulled over and the [excellent] Tampa drivers all stopped to see what happened.
10:30 P.M., Thursday - Among conversations of how the football team looks this year, we all just put in our predictions for the USF-Notre Dame game for a $1 each pool. Let it be known now that I'm calling for a 34-21 USF victory.
11:30 P.M., Thursday - We rolled right past Gainesville when a car passed us on the left holding their Bulls horns out the window. We've been updating on the Syracuse-Wake Forest game for the past few hours, and we just saw the final drive of overtime on our feeds, and celebrated a great come-from-behind victory over a BCS team by our Big East brethren. The Rutgers game wasn't worth celebrating, though.
11:45 P.M., Thursday - Whoa. Just hit a possum. Looks like we'll be having breakfast in the morning after all (just kidding).
1:45 A.M., Friday - We're starting to look like the Oregon Trail here, losing passengers by the minute (to sleep, though, not dysentary). Also, we've reached the point in Georgia where all the radio stations exclusively play Country music.
2:30 A.M., Friday - Damn. I seriously hate Rihanna.
2:35 A.M., Friday - Damn. I think I hate Nicki Minaj more.
3:40 P.M., Friday - Just filled up gas somewhere near MacDonough, GA. Stretched out the legs again, ate a couple chips and cookies, then back on the road. About 175 miles south of the state border. We're nearing Atlanta and a few of those Country radio stations are turning into Hip-Hop stations.
8:00 A.M. EST - I just finally wrapped my head around the fact that we're in the Central Time Zone. Sorry for any confusion, but all these times I've been posting have been in EST, and they'll continue to be.
10:00 A.M., EST Just picked up a friend of the driver in Kentucky. On a good day I, and several other passengers in the car, can barely stand to spend an entire 24 hour period with him. Now we're all sleep deprived and hungry, so the only question is which of us will be the first to offer him a ride on the roof for the rest of the way. Luckily, we're stopping to eat soon, so that should ease the tension a bit.
That's probably a good place to stop and post this. After we eat we'll be back on the road, making the last 7-hour part of our trip. The next entry will include that last leg of the drive and our first night at our campground in South Bend.
Sadly enough the only classy thing about your program now is your coach.
ReplyDeleteAnd he's a ND man
That's hilarious, Kelly is an outstanding person too (insert laughter)
ReplyDeleteWas this supposed to be trash talk from a Notre Dame fan?
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