In Regis’ infinite wisdom, he decided to get dry ice for our cooler. Since we have primarily traveled with a motorhome over the last many years, we only needed a cooler for day trips. Regis did not want the water from the melted ice cubes in the cooler. The cooler traveled in the Tesla with Regis. Yesterday, Regis had to put his sweater on because the cooler was so cold it chilled the air in the car. Today, when I pulled out sour cream to dip my Triscuits in, I thought the sour cream looked off. I checked the expiration date and it was good. Regis noticed my puzzled look and said the sour cream looked odd because he was dipping jalapeno chips into it. Okay. I dipped my Triscuit and found the sour cream was frozen solid. It entered the cooler yesterday morning at refrigerator temperature and was frozen solid this morning.
Yesterday, it rained off and on most of the day. Sometimes it was a light sprinkle and sometimes substantive. Regis does not remember it raining. Might I point out that the Tesla is smart enough to run the windshield wipers at the correct pace based on the precipitation. I had to modify the wiper speed constantly.
There is a difference in how the two cars handle cruise control. Regis is using full self-driving in the Tesla for this trip. If he sets the cruise control for the speed limit and the car in front of him slows down, the Tesla slows down. The Jeep does not. I have worn the plus and minus markings off the cruise control buttons from constantly adjusting the speed based on traffic conditions. I generally stay behind Regis and when the traffic flow is okay, we maintain a fixed distance. If I start to gain on him, I know he is asleep at the wheel (not literally) and is not paying attention that the car in front of him slowed down. When I pass him off, he sees those colorful kayaks go by and wakes out of his reverie.
Regis decided to wait on charging until north of Atlanta and planned on the next charge near Nashville, but after leaving a rest stop about 90 miles south of Nashville, Regis called me to tell me the “car changed its mind” and wanted to charge sooner. If Regis is not paying attention, it’s nice to know the car is on top of things.
The potholes on the road in Tennessee were almost the size of small ponds. It was like slaloming on the highway. At one point, the right lane was closed off because the potholes were so large.
We stopped several more times today than yesterday and I think Dart is getting more comfortable. He is a much-traveled dog, so he should get used to things soon. I made sure to let him get a lot of sniffing time in during charging sessions.
During the last 20 miles into our destination in Kentucky, it started to snow. The Tesla tires cannot handle snow or ice. Depending on how things look tomorrow, we may have to stay another day. It may pass through tonight, but we are prepared to hunker down if needed. We saw many blooming plants as we made our way up to Tennessee, but once we got north of Chatanooga, only the daffodils were in bloom.
Lastly, the traffic was terrible almost all day yesterday and again today. We have traveled this route several times and I do not remember this much traffic. It is difficult to cover too many miles when stuck in so much congestion. Since we usually had our Super C motorhome when traveling through the many lanes of interstate through cities, I often felt I would have preferred to be in a nimbler car. Yesterday, I changed my perspective. While traveling with 18 wheelers on both sides cruising at sometimes decent speeds, I felt rather small and would have welcomed being in our motorhome. It was nice to ascend the Appalachian Mountains at the speed limit. The motorhome would slow down to 40 mph depending on the ascent.
Why do cities treat cars like a deck of cards? They bring many lanes of traffic together, shuffle them up, split them out again, and repeat. It reminds me of what happens when you shuffle a deck of cards.