Day 74: Thursday, September 3, 1981
It's time to move on. Mary left for Atlanta this morning, so she stopped by Williamsburg to pick me up. I said good-bye to Mike and hit the road - the easy way, in the right front seat.
We took I-85 all the way to Atlanta - made the 500 or so miles in 8 hours, a little faster than I'm used to. Mary took me to her brother's apartment to spend the night, then drove over to her friend's place. Her brother spent the night with his girlfriend, so I'm alone here. And hungry. I haven't eaten since noon. Guess I'll stay up and watch the late movie and listen to my stomach.