By now, we’ve been on the road for four weeks. Sticking together all day long, changing accommodation nearly every day, can build up some tention. So we made a decision:

Our next way led us along a winding road through the mountains to Charlotte. We took a short walk though downtown and had a root beer float in a diner.

Both of them have the same name. They met each other virtually a few years ago. Today they met in reality. May I introduce:

We left Memphis, the most western town of Tennessee, and as we did in Texas, we went eastwards througt the whole state.

Home of the King

After hundreds of miles we left our meanwhile beloved I10 to go north. We’ve been driving on the I10 since El Paso – with some exceptions of course.