Sundries

Fresh strawberries at the South Carolina Welcome Center.

I found a small basket of them by the door. Apparently a local supplier put them there to attract tourist attention. Things like this do happen occasionally--the chance of it happening makes welcome centers a favorite quick stop of mine.

No need to be greedy. I took two. They were delicious.

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Delivered a load in North Carolina. Picked up another one from the same customer. Plenty of miles this week. Good news.

Bad news: I don't stop at Pedro's tonight.

Some time back I stopped at an uber-tourist-trap called Pedro's South of the Border. At the time it was well past the tourist season, and almost everything was closed. Ever since, I've been wanting to spend a night there when the other rubes were visiting too.

I haven't even driven past it since, until today. The vagaries of the truck driving life. And I won't be wandering through there this trip either. Business is too good. Sigh.

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Went way out of my way to find a scale this afternoon. The state weigh station was about ten miles up the Interstate, and the nearest scale on that Interstate was about fifty. So I took a two-lane to a small truck stop the gate guard told me about. Made sure I was legal and moved on.

Less than a mile up the road I was flagged down. The state DOT had a portable scale set up, right there on the highway. Apparently this is also a popular route for just-plain-dodging the official scales.

I passed with flying colors. Tried not to look smug.