Mississippi
By the time we hit Mississippi, all our surroundings looked the same—the same armies of green trees flanking either side of a seemingly endless I-10, the same Gas-Food-Lodging exit signs, the same (albeit refreshing) lack of billboards to provide distraction. Like this picture, that pretty much says it all:
And, uh...I think this is Mississippi, although it might be a picture taken while we were entering Alabama. All the images tended to blurr during this portion of the trip.
