To the uninitiated, Buc-ee’s is sensory overload. Started in Texas in 1982 it has become a southern cultural phenomenon. Everything is BIG. Rows of gas pumps visible from space and lots of barbecue, jerky, jams and sauces, candies and something called Buc-ee’s Nuggets. My best discovery Buc-ee’s was how they treat their employee’s. I will be back!
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I learned early in the process of wandering that most wrong turns usually lead you to small discoveries. Today was no exception. While I drove at breakneck speed (for me) to try to get to Atlanta a day early for a rally I had just heard about this morning. The moment of realization did not even set me back. I was in the heart of downtown Atlanta and I got my bag, my flag and I set out on foot.
The street art in this video was all taken in within 2 blocks of my hotel. Today was sunny and a Friday which meant that people were exiting buildings ready for their weekend to start. I must have looked like such a rube stopping in front of every mural, trying to back into the street to capture a full frame of each piece. I loved every minute of it.
And once last thing, something is happening out here. In the last week I have traveled through Texas, Oklahoma, Arkansas, Tennessee, Alabama, Mississippi and now Georgia. It started with the missing Trump vans at Cadillac Ranch, the scarcity of Trump signs in comparison to 2020 (to my memory) and (again my perception) a gentler tone in all my interviews.
This could be good. This could be very good.
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