georgia.
when sam asked what i wanted to gain from this trip, i told him a few lbs. i wanted to eat: a lot.
as we dropped off the boys at the grandparents, we got a flat tire.
got delayed in denver, had some delicious chips with melted blue cheese. (how can anything with blue cheese be anything but delicious.)
noelle pooped mid-flight, out of her diaper and onto her clothes.
arrived in atlanta, luggage didn’t arrive (southwest, grrrr).
saw josh holloway (sawyer-lost) at the car rental, even though it was the back of his head, i was happy.
met a mom of 6 incredibly well behaved kids, asked her what her secret was, her reply- i get on my knees, a lot.
met a missionary to Afghanistan, he and his wife are the only believers in a city with 1.2 million non-believers. i was humbled.
i cried when i left the wedding, felt like these strangers became friends and i didn’t want to leave.
learned more than i’ll ever need to know about the history of coke, but not how to make it. i seriously hate secrets.
every street in georgia is named peach tree.
nice people live in georgia, every.single.person is nice.
learned more about the civil war in one car ride with sam than my entire junior year of american history with mr. farias.
thai food, not so good in atlanta.
houses, i’m certain people called the police because a mysterious white ford kept driving up and down their street snapping pictures of their homes.
trees, literally line every highway.
saw a sign that said, “are you lucky?” and i thought, “yes i am.”
georgia, i love you, those extra lbs. were well worth it.
(sams impersonation of sawyer-not bad)
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