So the other night we were cruising out of New Orleans after a day of sightseeing and eating and drinking and visiting with crazy locals and I was getting tired. It was late. We had had a long day, and I was doing my best to keep us on the road. But the numbers were going down slowly as we headed west on I-10. It seemed to be taking forever. And then Promised Land by Chuck Berry came on the radio and these lines came along:
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston town
That was exactly what I was doing and I thought that was cool. It raised my spirits and we cruised through the night. Now we are in Austin, TX. It’s hot here. Road trips are fun.