REDNECK RUBBERNECK

 Today we left Ohio and drove through Kentucky and Tennessee to get to a motel just outside of Atlanta, GA.  

I am about to be politically incorrect so you can hit the delete button now if you choose to but a trip through these two (3) states was interesting to say the least.  The one great thing about driving down route 75 all the way from Michigan is that except for the two hours from The Man's house to the bridge that links the UP to Mainland Michigan we are driving on a major highway with speed limits of seventy five miles an hour. 

In the words of The Man we are chewing up the highway and spitting it out.  This morning we left the motel at 8:AM and  drove about four hundred and forty miles and it seemed like nothing.  We got to our destination just outside of Atlanta at three o'clock this afternoon and are now chillaxing in our room watching our president on TV.   Life is good.

The drive today was pretty easy with the exception of traffic in Chattanooga, Tennessee.  We drove through Cincinnati, OH at "rush hour" this morning and had no traffic to speak of but when we got to Chattanooga, Tennessee the road was filled with cars and traffic was at a dead stop. We sat in traffic crawling our way forward at about five miles an hour surrounded by pick-up-trucks and mini vans. It was one o'clock in the afternoon. Where did all these people come from ?  Where were they going ?

As we crawled along I noticed that the pick-up-truck next to us had a sticker on his cab window that said "REDNECK" .  My thought was, "Why would you want to advertise that?".  But I guess in this part of the country it is a badge of honor rather than something you might want to keep quiet.  Although I really don't think a true Redneck needs to advertise, it's usually pretty obvious. The gun rack in the back of the cab of the pick-up is usually a dead give-away. 

So we continued to crawl along until we finally got to the reason for the hold up.  A tow truck on the side of the road assisting a broken down car.  No huge accident.  No car fire. No blood and guts. Not even a police car !   Just a tow truck . . .  and traffic was blocked up for miles.  

Can you imagine what would happen if there was something interesting to look at ?