Where the Hell are we?

As were drivin down 95 further and further, I started taking note to a couple of things: old beat up pick-up trucks, confederate flags, camo hats/jackets, long beards and straw-like hair and people hanging out on the back of pick-up trucks. I started thinking "What the hell am I getting myself into?" Seeing confederate flags was the first thing I really noticed, I honestly couldn't have told you anything about it, I thought it just stood for racism(but i couldn't even tell you that at the time). We stopped at a Waffle house cause we saw signs all over. I noticed many different types of races, I also noticed everyone was overly friendly. It was almost like being in the twilight zone. The only thing I could get out of the waitress was the overused word "y'all". I had not clue people actually talked like that. Every time she said it i couldn't help but laugh. Now that I'v lived in the south for almost 2 years I'm starting to get used to it.