I took my good sweet time leaving the hotel this morning in the hopes that the rain would stop, but eventually I had to go out and get wet. The rain kept right up all day long, without a single pause.
I stopped for lunch right across the border in St. George, Georgia, at a little place that was only accessible via a dirt road that had turned to an inch of mud. The locals assured me that was nothing, that by tomorrow it would be about 3 inches deep, and cars would get stuck in it. But the BBQ sandwich was worth the trouble.