Crossing the Time Line, to Eastern Time

Before driving home to St. Louis this past Thursday, my roommate and I drove to Chattanooga to see my dad play music.  It was a leisurely two-hour drive through the beautiful mountains with signs like, 'Falling Rock,' and coned off areas of the road where rocks actually did fall.  The show was at a place called Rhythm and Brews: an ok spot, but the music was awesome.

On the left is a picture of R2-D2, while Jack Skellington from The Nightmare Before Christmas watches over everyone.

In the bathroom stall, "Thanks for making my rebellion acceptable with a frame."

Also in the bathroom, a record tree.

Turned out to be a really fun last-minute trip.  Woke up early to drive the two hours home to Nashville then left an hour later to drive the five hours home to St. Louis.  Road trip time!

(photos by e.hunt)