Selma, Alabama

The drive to Selma was hot, sunny and uneventful.  I-20 was smooth and fairly quiet. We then turned onto US 80 which was almost empty of traffic.  Selma occupies a large place in the Civil Rights history of the US.  It was the beginning of the famous 50 mile March from Selma to Montgomery.  It is also the location of the infamous Edmund Pettis Bridge that the marchers were first denied a crossing and then were allowed to cross.

We bought groceries and then went on a search for ice.  Yesterday was Saturday and apparently everyone needed ice.  Searching for a campground is becoming a daily event.  There is a Corps of Engineers campground south of Selma but it was closed. We ended up at the Flea Market RV Park and it was about what one expect with a name like that.  Most of the RVs were long-term residents and of course, had their own showers and toilets so the campground facilities are somewhat . . . neglected.

We are now having second breakfast at a truckstop in Montgomery which has internet and grits and pancakes and bisquits and gravy.  I haven't gotten Jeremy to try gravy yet.  Today we'll make as far into Georgia as we can and then tomorrow Charleston.