It's been 20 years since our last family road-trip (a one-day road trip to Chicago, that included the Field Museum and the Sears Tower). Now we're off to Fort Stewart, Georgia, to welcome Drew and his unit back from Iraq. Then it's on to Virginia to see our new grand-daughter.
We left after work on Friday. Sam drove for about 90 minutes in southern IL to the Indiana border. We arrived at Uncle Bob's house in Indianapolis about midnight. After a short night we were back on the road at 7:30am. We arrived at Fort Stewart GA 16 hours later. Whew!
It was tempting to post updates on Facebook & Blogger, etc., but our arrival at Fort Stewart was supposed to be a surprise for Drew. So we were on silent running. Everything went smoothly until we neared Chattanooga. When it was time to stop for lunch, we were in the middle of a line of storms. But we found a dry spot, sharing a small shelter with another family. Then as we rolled through the mountain valleys just north of the Alabama border, we ran into a
traffic jam, with everyone creeping along at five mph. We were finally able to find an exit, get some gas and get some directions. We drove past Lookout Mountain on our short-cut, but didn't have time to stop this trip.
We made it past Atlanta without any further delays, which was a concern. Our final rest stop of the day was at Forsyth GA. After circling the court house square with its statue of a confederate soldier, we pulled into Wendy's for a quick bite. Then Anne took over driving for the home stretch.
We arrived at Fort Stewarts's north gate and had to circle around to the front gate, which took us a while longer, noticing a few deer keeping an eye on the gate. We made it.