'Bama for Obama

I kept imagining Obama being pronounced to rhyme with Alabama as we drove through on our whirlwind tour. What a great campaign slogan. As it was we still didn't see many campaign signs or support - haven't since we left the north-east - except for Ron Paul. That's really just an aside, but I don't have much to say about 'Bama.

Huntsville was/is the site for a big NASA research center, where a lot of the Saturn and Apollo tests were conducted. But the museum was a total disappointment, at $20 a person, and the only good exhibit was an entire Saturn V test rockets (one of three in the world, used for tests before the actual launch, and nearly flight ready itself). The old houses were much cooler. We happened upon a tour of one house given by a very energetic southern woman, who told some fabulous stories about the house and its prior owners.

The road food, at this point, has passed beyond the realm of normalcy. It's still really good food, but at places that you'd never given a second thought to in the north-east. Dinner in Tennessee - which we took early in Nashville before driving down to Huntsville - was cafeteria-style, foods kept heated in metal tubs behind the counter where you slide your tray. Breakfast, actually, is what we'd call greasy diner food in the north-east. I like it that way, but I don't know how many times I can eat breakfast like this. And dinner last night was basically a fast-food barbeque joint. Fast food barbeque?!