Before coming to Alabama, I was a little nervous. Being from Latin America, I did not want to get wrapped up in their racist laws against immigrants. For over a year, Jax and I have heard stories of people getting IDed due to their physical appearance, American born children from illegal immigrants not being allowed in school and social health services disappearing for low income families – regulations that do not show the best part of Alabama. Once we arrived in Mobile, AL, as in any other state, we were welcomed with open arms, people always ready to give us a hand and entertain us with Hurricane Katrina, Oil Spill and “rich Yankee” stories.
In the last two days, we toured Mobile looking for interesting coffee shops, pet stores, places to eat and thrift stores, in the Tiger In Our Car vehicle. Morgan drives, Jena is shotgun and Jax, Hank and I lay on their bed in the back hoping we do not get pulled over, peaking into Mobile through our blanket – this will change on our drive to Miami after a remodeling of the back seat.
In between driving and occupying the dock like gypsies, we have talked with lots of interesting people that stop by to hear our story and share theirs.
Concrete things we did today… Morgan got his hair cut and did some drawings, Jena got her applications for master school sent and cut Morgan’s hair, Hank ate 1/4 of his bone, his entire pig lung and didn’t pooped worms, Jax worked, worked, worked and I took photos and did research for an article – to mention a few. Tomorrow will be cleaning up day and Wednesday we will taking off for Miami – the story behind this trip is kind of uncharacteristic of us, yet very fortunate! We will tell you all about it later.