According to Wikipedia, the distance sign has been stolen several times out in California. (If there is one in North Carolina, I can just about guarantee that it has been replaced more than once, too.) In NC, I-40 is 423.55 m /686.4 km long. We traveled from Durham, NC to Knoxville, TN, all on I-40, for a distance of 332 m / 544 km. I only took photos of the mountains... I am very partial to them, having been born there. And they are just plain old beautiful.
To east Tennessee--
Our destination was the University of Tennessee-Knoxville. Where high school grad son will move in five short weeks. Freshman orientation was our goal. His sole purpose for going was to schedule his classes and get his ID (known as a VolCard). We did see the outside of his dorm (located just next door to the library, as luck would have it, where I just know he will spend all of his time when not in class), and what I will wager is the largest structure in the state of Tennessee, Neyland Stadium, home of the Tennessee Volunteer football team. (The Tennessee Titans' stadium in Nashville only seats about 69,000.)
The Ex-Ex and I even managed to sneak a peak at the field. It is a real grass, not fake grass, field. Impressive to me.
Neyland Stadium holds about 102,000 screaming fans on fall Saturdays. I hope to be one of them at least once or twice while he earns his degree. Hint, hint...
We had dinner at Market Square in downtown Knoxville. Lots of little restaurants and shops. Live music during the summer --we heard jazz while eating burritos.
North Carolina has an interstate wild flower program. I love it and contribute a bit to it every year. Lilies are blooming right now.
Tomorrow will bring the rest of I-40 in North Carolina, the stretch from Durham to Wilmington, about 134 m / 216 km, as we head to the beach. (I am not sure the math works out on this one, but I am not going to worry about that. I am not a math teacher, after all.
Oh! The first photo is of high school grad's foot. His long legs needed stretching and his feet needed massaging. That's what mamas are for when on a long car trip, n'est-ce pas? Once they get their driver's license, you don't get much car time, so this was a treat for the Ex-Ex and me. For him? He slept a lot (or at least pretended to!).
Bon appétit, UT-Knoxville class of 2015!