This week I am in Alabama. It's been an interesting few days - from the flight being changed from one connection to two (and so a 4-5 hours journey rather than 3) on the way down to having to leave the circuit 3 hours early, dodging torrential rain...
In the process, I have learnt a few things about Alabama:
1: It's a fucking shithole.
2: See 1. Add a bit more to your perception.
3: When they say 'we may get a storm later', they actually mean 'in about an hour, we are going to come over and suggest you go over and take cover in the main building because there's a tornado coming'.
4: Everyone seems to eat a lot, regardless of how poor they look. Somehow, they seem to not suffer for a meal.
5: I found it very difficult telling the abandoned houses from the inhabited ones on the way to the track and back.
6: I don't speak Alabaman. I found it pretty hard to understand a damn word they said.
7: Birmingham, Alabama is the one city I have ever been to that you can drive around for nearly an hour on a Saturday afternoon, and the only sign of life is the guys standing outside the homeless centre. Nor can you actually find any sign of a city centre that implies life (but just happens to be closed). Weird.
The only good thing that Alabama? The fact that tomorrow I leave it to drive to Oklahoma.
Yep. That's it.
[Edit. Even worse than all the above, we found out tonight that the state doesn't sell alcohol on a Sunday. SHITHOLE!)