The past couple of days here have been what I’ve looking for. I found peace, mediation, began full fiction writing again, basically the creative juices are in full swing.
Monday, I began my trek from Altmore to Montgomery with a stop in-between. I did not know the literary background of Alabama. It’s amazing. I noticed a sign that said thirty minutes to Harper Lee‘s hometown and basis for “To Kill A Mockingbird“. I stopped my car and turned real quick.
Lee’s book is iconic and while I’m not the greatest fan of her 70 year follow up book, she is still a magnificent queen in my book. I get to the town of Monroeville and look around. No one was there. No on driving, no one in the shops. It did seem a little eery especially with my being a minority and all. But I chalked it up to Labor Day and did the walking tour. Nobody bothered me.
But wait there’s more
Turns out it’s Truman Capote‘s hometown too. Alabama now rivals Texas as my favorite state at this point.
I came to Montgomery and settled in with. It was easy driving through with no one on the roads again. My goal of the day was to eat at an icon’s place and find my hostel. Well, I ate at Ms. B‘s in Montgomery and had drive to Prattsville, Alabama to find my hostel. I did not realize when getting this place, that it would be a permaculture.
(Background: permaculture is a food forest done by local individuals who are either tired of the price of food going up, wanting to make a more sustainable living, provide food for farmer’s markets, or both.)
This couple opened their farm and their animals to strangers around the world. The farm is far enough away from the city, that when you enter it’s on a gravel road. The greenery completely surrounds you for the last ten miles. I think I may like Northern U.S. more than I thought.