After New Orleans, we sped through a blur of states: the remainder of Louisiana, small chunks of Mississippi and Alabama, followed by the panhandle of Florida and a portion of Georgia. We covered long distances, the longest being 446 miles in one go, punctuated only by fast food and motels that no longer seemed exciting. The terrain was mainly swamps and marshes, with lots and lots of trees, green ones! Once we hit Interstate-95, it really felt like we were home. Despite being 853 miles from New York, we were back on the East Coast, and within sight of the Atlantic – the ocean next to which Daniel and I both grew up.
Here are some photos of the girls, probably in the parking lot of a Waffle House, our new favorite fast-food chain. Their staff is super-friendly, they serve pretty decent coffee and their pecan waffles are the best. Did I mention the grits?
Claire – On maternity leave from career as editor of monthly finance trade magazines, and occasionally a freelance translator. Half-American/half-English, raised in the suburbs of New York, has lived in London for almost nine years.
Daniel – Furniture designer/maker based on London’s Columbia Road flower market, for ten years, also an aspiring painter and DIY supremo. On one-year career break to reconsider options. English by birth, but mother is half-American and spent part of her childhood in Bronxville, New York.
Sophia – 3.5-year old spitfire who loves school, singing, swimming and being a big sister
Lulu – Born May 8 of this year, a model baby who eats, sleeps and gurgles.
Special guests – American, British and international friends and family who drop in along our trip to see whatever part of the country they fancy. They’re welcome to travel in the car with us and sleep in an adjoining tent.