Greg, are you old enough to drink beer in Tennessee?

So, today we continued our journey home from this four-month adventure. We added three more states to our list, and finally crossed back into our home time zone. We left the Florida coast (far west side of Florida), travelled up through Alabama, then cut across the north-west corner of Georgia (blink and we would have missed Georgia), and have now settled overnight in Chattanooga, Tennessee (south east corner of the state). I'm still not quite used to seeing forested land, after months of desert and sand.

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When we started this adventure, I looked at it as a 33-hour drive from Niagara Falls, Canada to Phoenix, Arizona. However, along the way I soon started measuring by how many miles we'd driven each day. Since we've left Arizona, I've again reverted to how many hours driving time we now are from home. When we left Florida, it was 19 hours to home. Now we're down to 13 hours, so two more days of travel and we'll be home. 

Our final stretch now seems like a short distance on the map to me, along with the feeling that we're now so close to home. This trip sure has changed the way I look at driving distances!

Tonight we went for dinner at O'Charley's, a restaurant near our hotel. We will remember it for two reasons. First, check out the bottom of this photo - free pie on Wednesday, and yes, it was Wednesday - yeah!

More importantly, the server asked Greg for ID before she would serve him beer. We thought she was joking, but apparently by Tennessee law she cannot serve alcohol to anyone who doesn't present ID. We had a good laugh over that!