The llama isn’t on the lam any longer! We are HOME!
Overview of Day 6
The rain from Day 5 seemed to follow us on the final day of the drive. Rain, rain, go away. Come again some other day!
Our last day was the second shortest at 370. We made amazing time because I hauled tush and we didn’t stop much cause it was still raining.
What we saw
As we left the sketchiness that was our stay in Bessemer City, AL we continued through the rolling hills of Alabama. Spring was peeking out along the way with fresh green buds, little yellow and purple flowers, and enough pollen to give all the puddles that green glow.
One of the highlights of the day was passing through Talladega and seeing the wide open fields that I can only imagine jam-packed with NASCAR fans during race weekends at the Talladega Superspeedway. Today it was just filled with a very large number of port-a-potties.
After an uneventful trek through Alabama and into Georgia, we neared Atlanta. Atlanta traffic is typically a nightmare every day of the week but we lucked out today. It was easy peasy making it through the ATL, I even spied the Centennial Olympic Park on our way through and the golden Capitol Dome with Ms. Freedom standing proudly.
And finally! Welcome to South Carolina pops up on the side of the road after crossing Savannah River. Now it is time to take the backroads to reach the end of the line. Hello, my old friend SC 121, running alongside US 25 for a bit; potholes, dips, and slow-moving cars (or tractors if you are unlucky). One of the first sights you are greeted by is Murphy Village, a community of Travellers. It is quite an impressive stretch of homes along US25/SC121.
One of the reasons you might run into a tractor or two fields and fields of peach trees. This time of year they are blossoming and it is beautiful. South Carolina actually outproduces Georgia in peach production annually.
After the peach fields of Edgefield, we passed into Saluda. I know Saluda quite well since I was a proud member of the Saluda High School Tiger family as an educator for six years prior to moving to Arizona. Another piece of Saluda history is its tie to the Alamo, a monument to William Barret Travis and James Butler Bonham sits in the grass near the county courthouse.
Where we wound up
After Saluda County, we crossed the Saluda River into Newberry County and then pulled into the driveway to our new, again, home in the city of Newberry. Mama and Mina were a tired pair, as were Gaga and Papa.
Today I went with the “around-town” black leggings and a colorful Irma tunic with a touch of green to give a nod to it being St. Patrick’s Day. Need a pair of “around-town” or “fancy” black leggings, because they are one of the five things you need in your closet? I can hook you up! 😉
We are home!
So what’s next? I’ll keep you posted, things on the to-do-list include learning how to garden, how to compost, run a couple of businesses (Jo’s Boutique & The Caffeinated Llama). Drop me a line if you want to know when I post next. <3