


it is actually day three right now, and sabrina and i are sitting in mobile about to eat a much-needed late breakfast. day two was so fun!
we left at atlanta so early that it was still dark out (okay, slight exaggeration, but might as well have been dark) and headed towards birmingham. it was only as we crossed the state line and i dialed cory’s number that i saw the sign saying we had also crossed into central time zone. before i could hang up, poor cory answered and luckily she was already up and out and about and not snoozing in bed... but oh man, were we disappointed that we hadn’t factored in the extra hour of sleep.

urban standard, adorable!
once settled in at urban standard, we caught up on some work we needed to finish and had some time to chat with cory before we put a camera in her face :) she said she was nervous, but in the video you’ll see – she was excellent! stacy, who does ad sales for skirt birmingham, also came along and optimistically chatted about birmingham and the power of skirt sisterhood!!
after interviewing them (and okay buying some little anthropologie-ish trinkets from the shop part of the store), we headed towards montgomery for sight-seeing, lunch, and seeing if we could persuade random people to get on camera. fotrunately, i got to eat a wonderful black and blue burger and fries at “the brewpub” but unfortunately, the place was a ghost town and we weren’t able to find anyone to chat with us.
we took the extra time and sped off to mobile so we could get our bearings and upload some content before with met with a group of students and a professor. mobile, in a weird way, reminds me of kansas city. how and why – i can’t really tell you. maybe it’s because kansas city is a river town and mobile is... near water?

sabrina, about to haul our bags inside at the radisson in mobile.
one other thing i’ve noticed is how we’ve really been welcomed in each of these cities, whether small or large, conservative or more liberal-minded, we’ve met with groups who’ve made us feel connected, and i hope we’ve done the same for them, maybe brought them out of isolation and encouraged the expression of feminist thought, the ability (and in my case, the constant habit) of questioning EVERYTHING. why did the road construction signs say “men at work” or why do people still look at our male cameraperson when they ask who gets the check at lunch??
anyhow, my breakfast has just arrived and DAYUM it looks delish. poached eggs, ham, spinach, and artichokes on english muffins with a spicy hollandaise if you were wondering... and of course, a side of grits!