Day 3 Sat 8th Aug
We were up an hour earlier than planned as we didn’t realise that we’d crossed a time zone. I’m a morning person and Ed isn’t, and I’m pretty sure he thought I’d tricked him in to waking up early. He was quite awake until I told him it was actually 8am not 9am, and suddenly his face looked all tired and his brain stopped working.
As promised Paul and Vikki cooked us up a feast for breakfast, before sending us on our way in at least 35C heat. I have to say that I don’t know exactly what temperature it was as the screen that usually tells me had gone black with the heat. I could feel the sweat trickling down my back as we said our thank you’s and goodbye’s, and it was such a relief once we’d got moving and the wind cooled us down.
The heat became unbearable as we rode on to Kentucky, and both of us felt like we were going to pass out or fall asleep. We were forced to stop for a rest and a cold drink before we continued, and with a new lease of life we carried on and finally made it to Kentucky. Much to Ed’s delight KFC had an all-you-can-eat buffet for $5, which is absolutely ridiculous.
Coming from England the cheap prices for food and fuel just blow our mind. To put it in to context, a gallon of fuel here is around $2 a gallon, whereas in England it works out at $10 a gallon. After getting his fill of KFC and enjoying the air-con, we made the trip back down to Nashville, Tennessee.
We’d planned to go and explore the city that night, but after a day of riding in sweltering heat we soon found ourselves passed out in a budget motel room.
