As it turned out, North Carolina is a very pretty state, even in January when most everything is all brown and dormant for the winter. I wrote a bit about my trip in my journal so if you're interested in reading more, just take a look through my January update for the story.
January 7th, 2002, The previous owner of the Golf scrapes stickers off his windshield before handing over the keys
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January 7th, Snow still on the ground and roof at my parents' house. I hadn't seen snow in years!
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January 7th, A painting by Gayle, a friend of my mom, done in the Monet style
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January 8th, A view of the house from the back yard, so to speak. With leaves, you wouldn't even see the house.
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January 8th, The view of the back yard from the house
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January 8th, The park lake was frozen at one end, so the ducks just walked around.
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January 8th, A seagull in flight over the lake.
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January 8th, Geese walking around waiting for someone to feed them
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January 8th, A wider view of the lake and the birds flying around.
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January 9th, A big red farmhouse in the middle of a green field, just like in the movies.
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January 9th, There's only one way in Greensboro - Friendly.
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January 9th, A picture of the tree branches lit by the setting sun.
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January 9th, The VW Golf in front of a Golf Crossing.
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January 10th, Thursday afternoon, I say goodbye to Greensboro and start my 2200 mile drive to Phoenix.
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January 10th, I make a brief stop in Brandon, MS to buy gas.
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January 11th, Approaching the Mississippi river.
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January 11th, "Welcome to Texas. Our state is really flat."
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January 12th, 4:38am and 2156 miles later, I am home.
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