Dark roast and lamp posts

It was perfect.
The heat, the music, the smell, the people...
There's a lot of reasons why this road trip is sketchy, none the least of which is Mr. Barry White who might break down at any moment, but it's all more than worth the risk.
I accidentally backed into a lamppost today...I'm hoping no one noticed. The street was full of people from whom I quickly sped away. It would have been embarrassing if I thought anyone would ever find out. That's the beauty of anonymity.
Tomorrow is Memphis and then continue north along the Mississippi.
Can't wait.