The end is in sight!  Carrie was gracious enough to let Ruth and I sleep in her bed, which meant her sleep was rather miserable on futon mattress.  Our plan was to leave her house, exercise at the local YMCA and then hit the road again back to St. Louis.  Alas, when looking for my shoes I realized that I left them at the Murfreesboro YMCA.  Frustration at myself and the potential of my lost shoes pretty much took the wind out of my sails.  So, with a mopey face we hit the road instead.  A few traffic jams didn't slow us down too much, and after 3 weeks and 3,300 miles we returned safe and sound to St. Louis.  A little road weary and glad to be home, but better off.