The following were true in March, 1992, when I drove from State College, Pennsylvania, to Houston, Texas, New Orleans, Louisiana and Athens, Georgia and back to State College with two friends in a 1984 Ford Escort.
It’s easy to learn to drive stick on interstate highways.
Radio Free Pennsylvania is not a radio station. It’s a description. Unless you like country or Christian stations.
If your parents’ house in on your way, by all means stop there. You’ll get free food.
Back roads in southern Indiana are tricky to navigate on foggy nights. It’s also hard to sleep in the back seat while your friends are driving on them, hopelessly lost.
No one will bother three guys urinating on the side of a busy highway in Kentucky at midnight.
Police will stop a beat-up car with New York plates in rural Tennessee, if you’re driving on the interstate there at three in the morning.
Police in rural Tennessee will be mystified by the holograms on your Pennsylvania driver’s license.
Let the police in rural Tennessee search your car and they’ll leave you alone.
Kelly’s Grill in Wynne, Arkansas, is a fantastic place to stop for breakfast.
March weather in Arkansas is great.
When driving through east Texas, you’ll regret it if you don’t stop at the catfish stands beside the road.
If you don’t know anyone in Houston, don’t go. You have to live there to know where the neat places are.
Don’t leave Texas without trying the brisket.
If you’re near a beach, make sure you stop and do nothing for a while, if possible, weather permitting.
Louisiana’s back roads might take longer to travel than the interstates will, but they’re worth losing time for.
If you’re used to hills, you will miss them if you spend much time in flat country.
You can buy guns and Queen tapes at the same store in Mississippi.
You can get sick of Henry Rollins after a while.
If you were supposed to bring your Hot Tuna tapes but forgot to, you’ll never hear the end of it.
Alabama cops like to talk about football, but that won’t spare you the speeding ticket.
If a traveling companion gets on your nerves, it’s best not to blow up until toward the end of the trip. Nine days is a long time to be with a person you’re pissed off at.
Traveling with a vegetarian can really limit your roadside dining options, especially if you’re travelling on the cheap. Chances are you’ll wind up eating at Taco Bell a lot, since vegetarians are happy with bean burritos.
It’s fun to get lost. Enjoy it when it happens.
Before you start the trip, have everyone chip in too much money for gas, and then divide up evenly whatever’s left when you’re done.
Southerners like to talk to complete strangers more than northerners do. It’s only polite to indulge this. And it’s fun.
**ResIpsaLoquitor—**You’re absolutely correct about the porn stores between Harrisburg and State College, Pennsylvania. All along route 30, for the most part. I never heard about it until I drove through there, and I’d already lived nearby for three years. It’s weird.