Whistle Stop Part 2

Trip Start Nov 06, 2009
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Trip End Nov 30, 2009


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Sunday, November 22, 2009


Stayed at the Day's Inn in Forsyth, which was clean, but as I discovered as we went to bed had a bedspread and (bizarrely) a thin layer of sponge (yes – sponge, as in 5 mm thick stuff that you might use in upholstery) as a blanket!!
So I was quite cold in the night, as you may imagine, sponge doesn't have any insulating properties, so ended up grabbing the other beds bedspread too.

Got on the road by 9am, driving through very heavy rain, on our way to the Irondale cafe, Alabama, where Fannie Flagg based her bestseller “Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe” on – yes, Alabama is quite defensive about how the book was written about the Irondale cafe & then Georgia stole the 'icing' on their cake by having the movie filmed in Juliette.
The Cafe was across the road from the railway lines and we had to wait about 5 minutes caught between the safety arms while a train went past, & then back again. Serving was a bit different at this cafe – was more like a cafeteria where you had a tray and then pointed to what food you wanted on a plate – we didn't know what half the dishes were behind the counter and as they were really busy (and the guy behind the counter had a very strong accent and spoke so fast it was hard to understand) we just pointed at the fried chicken & fried green tomatoes – which was more than we could eat again! Came with some 'Cornbread', which was nice also. The cafe was pretty big, think it has expanded a couple of times, as it looked to have 2-3 dining rooms off the  main servery one.

After lunch we strolled down the road to a second-hand bookshop, where we decided to spend a  few minutes browsing. The owner, an elderly man, trying to be helpful asked Fred what section he was looking for. Fred replied “The automobile section,” and when the man didn't  understand him (he had a very strong Southern accent too) Fred tried again, “The car section.”  The rest of the conversation went something like this (with Fred trying desperately not to laugh TOO much – he didn't succeed..):
Man: 'The sky section?'
Fred: 'No, the car section. You know, brrrm, brrrm.” (Fred making streering wheel gestures).
Man: 'The 'Thar' section?”
Fred: 'No, Car. C...A...R.” (more steering wheel gestures and engine noises).
Man: "The Tar section?"
Fred: "No, car section." More steering wheel and accelerator motions.
Man: 'What was his first name?'
By this time Fred was nearly in tears laughing so hard, and I was sniggering further down in the shop! The man finally got what Fred was talking about, and we had a nice chat to him about New Zealand (he'd been there during the war). I bought a copy of the 'Fried Green Tomatoes' book (he had quite a few copies, I'm not surprised as the cafe was packed with tourists!) and then headed back to get the cashier to sign it for me (think she thought I was a bit odd and I heard her commenting to another customer as I left, 'I feel like some kinda movie star now!') before we headed out of Irondale and hit the Interstate again.
Drove straight to Monroe, Lousiana and we're staying at a Ramada Inn.
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toni on

that so funny about translating, my brother in law from auz was talking about joggers, thongs, bathers, bucks etc we almost needed translator...gross about the blankets, how strange...
love and miss ya lots
xoxoxox

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