Some of you may have noticed that I didn’t get out of Greenville on the 25th. Picky, picky, picky. It’s now the 27th, and, as per the schedule, I woke up in Atlanta, or at least the greater metropolitan area thereof. More precisely, I’m in a KOA Kampground (isn’t that cute with the “K” in “Kampground?” I think they should be Kwality KOA Kampgrounds, just so they could advertise as KK… never mind) in Kennesaw, GA, a bit up I-75, for to give me a headstart on Nashville when I leave later today. It’s rainy, which makes me kind of cranky, and, frankly, quite wet. But I found a natural food store, and I think I’m going to be able to clear up my phone problems today (if any of you were expecting a phone call on the 26th and didn’t get one, blame the Altanta-area cell phone companies nazi-esque policies concerning roaming in their area, or as they like to call it, their “turf”). Well, great, it’s raining harder now, and it’s time for me to hook up the jeep and get moving. Glad I brought my raincoat.