Not Tonight, Josephine: A Road Trip Through Small-Town America

by George Mahood

Everything feels better once the sun rises.

every front porch of every house on every street in the neighbourhood surrounding our motel was decked out like the set of Thriller.

The PR Manager for Mississippi is one hell of a creative person. He or she certainly knows how to polish a turd.

the romance of the open road in America had been even more incredible than I had hoped.

Harry Potter’s much pitied cupboard under the stairs was a penthouse compared to this. The ungrateful little shit.

In all my travels in America, I never once had a bad meal at a café where a set of antlers adorned the walls.