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Wednesday,
December 7.
I’ve been traveling all last night and today crossing Louisiana, and
Mississippi. Traveling over
the Mississippi river was exciting because I saw it just as the sun was coning
up. I now find myself in a rough
little town called Demopolis, Alabama. I
checked into a cheesy motel along the main strip (highway 80) at 18:00 - across
from a Taco Bell. This is not a
pleasant place to be knowing that the California plates on my van and trailer
have drawn more than a few glances from the highly noticeable thriving crime
element here.
Hungry, I walked across the street to the Taco Bell.
It was just getting dark, and the prostitutes were out in full view - on
a Wednesday night. Those gals
don’t miss a trick. At about
22:00, before going to sleep, I went out to check my rig and was approached by a
young black woman.
“Excuse me, do you have a match?” she called out from a distance.
She approached quickly. She
was wearing tight pink pants and a white jacket.
She didn’t look particularly clean or healthy, and the greasy
dreadlocks in her hair didn’t help her appearance either.
“No, sorry,” I replied. “Are
you out working tonight?”
“Yeah, are you interested?”
“Can’t say I am. I know
you’ve got to eat, but might you be better off finding another line of work. You’re doing a dangerous thing, not to mention the risk of
terrible diseases. There is a God
in Heaven you know.”
“You’re probably right. But
I do gotta eat. You sure you’re
not interested?” she repeated. I
declined and off she went, as quickly as she came, asking some other fellow for
a match.
Thursday, December
8.
I finally arrived in Walterboro, South Carolina at 20:00. Though It was getting dark, I can see a definite improvement
between this town and Demopolis. I
got very little rest there, but here I’ll sleep well.. I left Deomopolis early and hit Montgomery around 9:30.
A mix up on the road system sent me back in the wrong direction, and the
episode cost a hour loss in time. Other
than that, the trip was without event.
While traveling through Georgia, I came to a traffic detour where cars
were stopped by law enforcement. Drivers
were handed brochures and asked opinions about a possible new intrastate rail
system to replace excessive highway usage.
I found that quite curious knowing that the powers that be dislike the
idea of people moving about freely. A
rail system is the perfect control mechanism.
Upon arriving in Walterboro, I stopped at a restaurant called The Waffle
House. It is just off the highway
next to a large fireworks store. It
has been a long time since I’ve seen a legal fireworks stand, let alone one so
grand. I started talking to the two
women working in the restaurant. One
was about 50 years old and black, and the other an average looking 30 year old
tall white woman who smoked a cigarette. The
younger woman spoke with remarkable diction and intelligence.
This encouraged me to converse with her more intently as I finished my
meal and prepared to leave. She’s a Christian and I asked her which Bible she reads,
and she indicated it was the New International Version. I witnessed to her about the superiority of the King James
Version, telling her about the New Age Cult connection to all the new
translations. At first she was
hostile to the idea so I gave her specific examples of the corruption in the new
texts.. Then her face became very
bright.
“Let me tell you, I’m a new Christian and just left behind a life in
the New Age movement. What you are
saying makes so much sense now, I believe you could be absolutely right,” she
exclaimed.
I gave her some information and told her that I would try to see her
again and give her some more stuff. It
is good to find intelligent and seeking people once in a while. I told her also to get a clue from the Bible titles; for
example, “New International Version” really matches the phrase “New World
Order!” Because Satan “must
needs to boast”.
It looks like it will rain tomorrow.