Today we went off the beaten path. Way the fudgie off. Forgoing all major highways, our 6-hour drive from Highlands, North Carolina back home was a montage of forgotten towns interjected with rural South at its best. From the random cluster of Nordic named towns (Ex: Finland, Norway, Denmark and Sweden), to quirky cars "a-south-erized" with Ducks Unlimited and Go Cocks! stickers, to farmland that makes you want to be an honest earner, we sipped on these barely-make-the-map enclaves like wine tasters—noting each one's flavor distinction as if we even had a clue what the maker had intended.
As I guilty-as-charged plugged my children into a movie marathon of Thumablina, Goonies and The Never Ending Story, I abstained from music, bored-as-shitake cell phone dailing and daydreaming and really took in the scenery. Fantastic people, cows/chickens, landmarks, and rivers/lakes aside, my top 5 favorite signs were:
- Fairfax Motel: Low-Speed Wi-Fi
- Follow Jesus, Trust no one (A church marque)
- Smoke ONLY Bull Durhams (This was not 1 but 3 building sides in a 50-mile span)
- Tattoos/Mortgages (Now there's a business concept)
- Car Detials and Warsh
Happy travels.— b.e.WELL+b.e.CREATIVE, Becca