The good thing about America is that it is just like the movies. After a short while I found a bar along the way. An old man with a grey beard was sitting by the bar smoking cigarettes. He had a baseball cap and flannel shirt on. I spent the whole night there talking to him. He was a republican, but he didn´t have a gun and he was hardly religious. OH well... one out of three isn´t that bad.
After my night in the outskirts of Charlotte I hooked up with my friends. The result can be seen here:
