Before I set off on this trip, folks at work warned me to look out for creepy ‘Deliverance’-style rednecks. So far so good, but on this pleasant jaunt through the byways of rural North America, it’s worth remembering that it only takes one wrong turn…
…Back outside in the sunshine, a beer truck had pulled up. A cheerful delivery guy gave me the breakdown on just how many cans of beer this small place puts away each week - I don’t recall the amount but it was impressive. I realised that what had seemed strange and sinister half an hour ago had become workaday and familiar. So, no ‘Deliverance’ plot twist, but a nice shudder up the spine to remind me that, when you stop to think about it, I’m a long way from home.
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