We are on our way to Florida. We won’t be there for the winter, just for about 5 days. Don’t ask if driving was a good idea.

We are in Florence, South Carolina. Enough said. We had dinner at an Outback. Too much said.

It took us longer to get here than we expected. That’s because someone had the brilliant idea to close a short section of I-95 while doing some road repairs. For over an hour, we averaged between 2 and 6 miles per hour. Edie thought that was a better speed than 70.

We were welcomed to South Carolina by a billboard that told us Jesus Lives and gave us a phone number to call for proof. I forgot to write down the phone number. When we pulled in to the Hilton Garden Inn parking lot, we saw a car with a bumper sticker that said God, Guns and Trump. It belongs to a beekeeper. There is a beekeeper convention at the hotel. At least, that’s the buzz.

By and large, the drive was otherwise OK. We tried to learn a few things. We saw a van from Johnson Smith University, the Golden Bears. Who dat?, we said. Edie looked it up and discovered from its website that it’s an HBCU in Charlotte that has 11 faculty members for every student. Don’t believe me? You look it up, too.

Enough for now. On the road again.