We left Georgia around 8 in the morning... we really didn't know how long it was going to take us to get to Texas, but we really didn't care. We knew it was going to be a long journey but we were together away from everything else and just enjoying each others company. Even though I had driven the whole 15 hours to South Carolina, and the 3 or so hours to Georgia, Haley insisted that I drive out of Georgia... I was ok with it, but I was getting tired of driving and it wasn't even day four of our trip.
We drove out of Georgia pretty quick and landed smack down in the middle of Alabama. The south is so different from the north. No matter what anyone says, the north and south are completely different from each other. The food, cost of living, cheap gas, the people, the attitudes. Haley and I were mesmerized by our new surroundings. Also, the culture was so different too. The people actually wanted to know how you were doing when they asked "how are you?". They showed a different type of American spirit. It was the spirit of the old south and even though years had passed since the great American Civil War, these people wore their southern honor on their faces. Signs for pro life littered the empty, vast highways, and voting for the conservative congressman or conservative President was the only way to preserve the south and the REAL AMERICA. I'm tell you, it was completely mind blowing for me and my sister.
Mississippi and Louisiana were so different from Alabama and Georgia too. You could still feel the essence of the old Creole families still locked in the small towns and cities. Moreover, Haley and I couldn't help but notice there were still different attitudes towards blacks and other ethnicities. That was something that Haley and I were defiantly not used to.
After many hours driving (Haley and I both lost track) we had landed our selves in Texas and were only so many miles away from Dallas, the city of my dreams. I love the Dallas Cowboys and for as long as I can remember, I have wanted to go there and see the stadium where the Cowboys had played.
Thanks to Jack (Garmin GPS) we drove around for an extra 10 minutes trying to find a hotel that had been replaced with something else. We were both sick of driving so we decided we didn't care where we were staying as long as it was safe. The Courtyard Marriot looked promising, and at 930pm, we checked in, relaxed for a few and then went out to try to find dinner. Haley took me to Mexican and since I don't fair well with Mexican food, I was kind of sick after we ate.
We went back to the hotel, showered and prepared our selves for Dallas Stadium, and New Mexico.
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