June 27, 2018, Timmonsville, SC-
Many lovely days, over the years, have been spent in places not exactly mapped out or put on an itinerary. Today, I made an early start, out of Spring Hill, with the aim of reaching somewhere in the Carolinas, before calling it a night. I bid farewell to W and the dogs, with Mother still asleep. A stop at Staples was necessary, to pick up a carrying case for this laptop, before heading up the back highway towards I-10.
I stopped on the east side of Ocala, at a Huddle House, getting a loaded burger-a break from the more Spartan fare I gave myself, over the three days at the “Beach House” (named for its Beach Street location, rather than proximity to the Gulf of Mexico, which is ten miles away). Huddle House is a football-themed chain, found in the South, Midwest and Mid-Atlantic regions. It seems fairly reliable and put me very close to Interstate 10.
I also stopped at the Florida Citrus outlet, in Macclenny, to pick up some jars of marmalade- one for a friend I plan to visit, tomorrow, and one for some friends in Tennessee. Then it was on to I-95 and through Georgia, once again, to the lowland interior of South Carolina. I would be passing east of Louis Gregory Baha’i Institute, this time, and focusing on a backroads route towards Salisbury, NC, where another Baha’i friend lives.
This route brought me to Walterboro, just in time for a simple, but well-varied Southern buffet, at Olde House Cafe.
Walterboro has some fine architecture, in its downtown, but rain was setting in, and I had the idea of getting closer to the North Carolina state line. The rain got worse, though, the further north I drove, and after another hour of dealing with the elements and the approaching nightfall, I stopped in Timmonsville, at a Budget Inn. The place is also clean and fairly inexpensive, like its counterparts in Ocala and Elkhart, IN. There looks to be some sort of breakfast place, attached to the gas station across the road, so tomorrow may well be off to a good start.