Econo Lodge Byron / Watson Blvd
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- Continental Breakfast
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Pets allowed
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Lawson, (who, by the way IS a hospice nurse), warned us "Your mom is 88....you're going to give her a heart attack!" I told him "She in an assisted living building - somebody there probably knows CPR." We're so bad.
It took about 10 minutes to get from the hotel to her building. When I knocked on her door, she called out asking who it was. "It's Jane" "WHO??" " Your daughter, me, Jane, and Jeff, too"Yes, she was surprised! Almost (but ...
... Little Kennesaw and Pigeon Hill and were repulsed. When the Union soldiers were brutally turned back from what is known as the "Dead Angle" after fierce hand-to-hand fighting on top of the defenders' earthworks, Sherman was forced to resume his flanking strategy, which forced Johnston to abandon his Kennesaw lines during the night of July 2nd, allowing the Union forces to move one step closer to their prize--Atlanta.
Martin Luther ...
... are going to heading to Ible's sister's house to stay for a few nights before we finally make our way to Key Largo and settle in for the winter! We are very excited to be so close to settling down in Florida even if it is just for 5 months. Any ways, with this post, you are all now officially caught up on our adventure (insert applause and peanut gallery comments here)! I will be updating this blog a few ...
... This time we chose the Quality Inn on the by-pass. It was late when we got in as the Atlanta traffic was chock a block. Who knows why?
This Quality Inn was not as nice as the one in Ohio but still satisfactory. We drove to our favourite dinner spot - Margueritas.
Today was approximately 600 miles and the trailer is working well. We have both remarked that sometimes we almost forget that it is there - presumably good news!
... embarrassed. Shame on you, paradise.
I finally outran the conveyor belt and crossed over the Florida-Georgia line. At some point Jessica had joined me in the drive and was eager to jump out of the car to get gas and stretch. I ran inside to use the bathroom. While I used the facilities, two middle-aged women in separate stalls next to me animatedly discussed bear hunting. While waiting behind them to wash my hands one of the women giddily asked the ...