Six o'clock a.m and we both sat bolt upright in bed.  Awakened from our drunken stupor we ran to the computer, checked the Doppler Radar and realized we needed to MOVE!  We were packed, had the bike loaded and were outta the house as if bill collectors were pounding at the door (they actually were - that's what woke us up!).  Screaming east along the gulf coast we knew we had to keep moving to outrun the storm approaching from the northwest.  We exited Louisiana, flew across Mississippi and Alabama and by lunch we were well into Florida and finally felt safe to stop.  Lunch lasted five minutes too long and the rain caught up to us, but we hit the road and in 15 minutes outran the giant green and red blob blinking furiously on the Doppler Radar, finally coming to rest for the day in the state capital - TALLAHASSEE - after 400 long miles.

When we checked into the Econlodge we met several friendly local EMT's cooling their heals in the lobby and eating cookies while their ambulance idled in the parking lot with some guy in the back hooked up to an IV.  They invited us to a party later that night, but said we couldn't ride there in the back of their ambulance because the guy they had in the back was on his way to the emergency room.  With four wheel transportation cut off, we set out on the bike to find the party but landed at a local bar and grill instead and the night just became another one of those that slipped away. 

When we first entered the place we were offered a table, but we figured, why act civilized when you can sit at the bar and harass the help continuously and not just when they check back.   Our bartender, "Rose," not only put up with us, but threw smack back at us.  She actually had the upper hand for  awhile until Kevin begain inserting various items he found around the bartop into his mouth and that was, as usual, the beginning of the end when management was called.  Tallahassee, Florida?  Well the good news is that the governor, Jeb Bush, let us each vote five times tonight for president, otherwise it was just another drunken morass ending in us getting thrown out of another nice bar.   Tomorrow, we're on the road again heading east all the way until we reach...

    
Kevin firing up bike for a night in Tallahassee.        We go only to the best places & leave the shotgun on the bike.

    
Our bartender , "Rose" - she absolutely ROCKS!                    Kevin's antics get us kicked out of another bar again!