Atlanta to Nashville

Atlanta has been fine. We managed to get out to see area where Martin Luther King lived and the house where he was born. The Olympic Park was quite cool with families running the gauntlet in the fountain display. Overall, Atlanta is an OK city. Not much to report.

Over the last few days, we've gone backwards and forwards on whether I'll be OK to take the bus to Nashville. I know it was a tight-arse thing for us to do in the first place, but for under $30 for the both of us compared to $180 plus fuel and parking, it seemed like a no-brainer when it only took an extra hour.

This was until I found out I was miscarrying. The Boy has spent the morning trying to get the DVLA/DMV in the UK to fax us a copy of his driving licence, which he has left back at the apartment. Unfortunately, we were thrown a red herring when we called up AVIS last night. They wouldn't have accepted it even if the DVLA had faxed it to us, so we face a five-hour bus journey after all.

I've felt fine so far today. I had slight cramping yesterday and the day before, but nothing more, so hopefully we'll be able to make it safely to Nashville. I am scared though.