June 6. Miles driven: 11875
We had a delicious breakfast at the Red Roof Inn of Krispy Kreme doughnuts (welcome home!) and proceeded to drive to the home of writer Carl Sandburg, which is a national historic site. It’s a big white house on a hill, and he kept goats, too. But we weren’t going to pay to go in, as being outside pretty much captured the idea of it. It was nice to see goats, but tough to climb the big hill up to his house in the heat.
We travelled our last back roads of our trip, and there had been many, through Rutherford County to get up to Interstate 40, which would carry us 4 hours home. This was really it! The end of our long trip. After Bojangles in Morganton, we drove to Winston-Salem, spent an hour or two at Cari’s brother’s house there, and then made the slog back to Raleigh on the interstate, another NC car in the hustle-bustle home like all the other cars around us. Pulling onto our street, I somewhat honestly thought about turning the car around, and starting our next great adventure somewhere I haven’t been, the northeast US and Maritime Canada, for instance. But that will have to wait for next time. I sit now typing, a graduate student tied to one location at least for a little while. But some day, we’ll buy that Airstream and old truck and hit the road again, wiser for the 12000 miles we drove on this trip.