I didn’t think it was possible, foodies that we are, places that we’ve been. A Fish Called Avalon on SoBe is the best restaurant I’ve ever tried. They aged my bourbon drink for 60 days before they knew I was coming or ordering it…I can’t even. Christopher, best filet. No contest. Their Bang Bang shrimp makes me want to close down Bonefish, and I *don’t* say that lightly. Latin soloist on the porch. Kindest, most impeccable servers. A classy step back in time. Double-nut-crusted key lime pie, the region’s fanfare, and after trying three other places (and as a Georgian, eating boasted Floridian key lime pie all my life), The Best. Filling melts like foam in your mouth. Snapper with toasted-macadamia-nut topping. I’m not doing it justice. Chef privately commissioned for Prince and Madonna. When you see us flying back down there just to eat, you’ll know; only did that twice, Maestro’s LVNV and City Tavern, Philly.
Mrs. Mac’s Kitchen, Key Largo- Just as good in its own way! Top 10 hole-in-the-wall for me, of ever. Bloody Mary, their homemade mix, can hang with anybody. Those dollar bills in the ceiling and car tags from every state on the wall, as it should be.
Can’t beat that drive from Miami through the Everglades to the buoy on Key West. 800 keys, 42 bridges, including the stunning 7-miler.
The end of the world as we know it, Southernmost point, Key West (above)- do the sunset at the bouy!
South Beach… Is Miami the East Coart LA? I say, yes! I like both. Miami is more accessible. Food can hold its own with anywhere, like I’d read. It’s old glamour and versatility/culture in one. Good live music. Wynwood Walls art 10/10! Don’t skip Wynwood, so inspiring.
Cafe con leche at Versailles in Little Havana, best I’ve had since Toledo, Spain. Nearly perfect brunch and pastries. And, legit, we purchased cigars after security let us under the rope. Tee, hee!
The weather in December, very much like Christmas songs written about LA. We never put the Mustang ragtop up. Never, night or day.
Don’t know that we’ll stay in the Keys in the future. SO glad we drove it! Cool island enclaves. Neat shops. Excellent food. Highlight was certainly seeing Coach Mike Leach (recently deceased, Miss. St.) barstool retired and hanging in ceiling with Ernest Hemingway, JFK, and Prez Truman at Captain Tony’s, the oldest bar in Florida. Downright tavernous. First-timer, you leave your bra there, so I did. I can’t stand that thing anyway. Bye!
Back to Miami. Friendly everywhere. Superb service. Quality massages. Food town. Cocktail mecca. I read it and I believe it. Miami is back. I’ll be back.
Let’s talk Texas! Yippee and yeehaw! The first time I went to Texas, I drove. I was 26 and had two toddlers in the back seat (we didn’t have TVs in the headrest and handheld games back then- It was 100s of miles of ‘Look, y’all, a big red truck! A tall building! A cloud shaped like Barney’).
It felt unbelievably good to finally reach the East Texas state line at Pinehurst after two days of driving only to see the road sign El Paso 853 miles. Given, TX was once its own country, which makes for awesome sightseeing. Not just the Alamo! Texas has its own German dialect (Check out the very cool town of Fredericksburg). Vietnamese is the third most spoken language. Find yourself a Vietnamese restaurant there; it’ll be good, period).
Houston might be more culturally diverse than NY. Yes, I said it; I’ll attempt to win over my beloved New Yorkers again in a few weeks. If you like museums and don’t want to do NY, go to Houston. That’s a big state, y’all, were you to drive to the other side.
I was headed to Austin that first time, so we had a little piece of road to go! Woo! Good thing they drive fast, I mean like, before we all started driving 85 on I-75, they were driving 90 on two-lane highways and waving at me when they passed in their Dodge trucks and Suburbans. Makes sense to speed there! In Texas, you got a long way to go, even if you’re not going far (I’m gonna try not to overdo the cowboy emoji because TX is so much more than cowboys… but, speaking of the cowboys ). Then there’s The Cowboys, too . That stadium is DOPE. Now, granted, it uses more electricity than the country of Liberia …Texas never claimed to be anything but full-on! AT&T stadium, it is. Built 2009. I’m sure there’s something better by now (oh yeah, Mercedes Benz in my home state ). Still can’t beat Cowboys playing football in Texas, where they REALLY like football in certain parts!
Back then, when the kiddos and I drove (I drove, they rode), 2001, the Lone Star symbols and signage across the entire state were super impressive! Today every little rinky-dink place has a brand, a slogan, and signage. Texas was WAY ahead of its time on that. I believe Texas invented pride, did it not?
*See red box meme. I’ve been back to Texas many, many times. In fact, I spent three weeks in a cabin outside Waco in 2015! Regarding the red box meme, Texas is not as… Texas-y as it used to be (Lawd, Texas friends, don’t run me off Facebook with a gun). You’re still a big and bad state, but you’re so big, some parts are now…kind of, well, bad .But the red box meme, that’s STILL TX , a dozen visits in, 20 years after my first visit!
So, I was writing a book in December 2001, Book 3 of “Lainey Cash” trilogy, and hubby was picking cotton and I said, “Looks like you’re gonna be doing this cotton-pickin’ thing a while…I gotta go to Texas, mmm, k? (Because it’s hard to write about a place you haven’t seen). The kids and I will see you before Christmas, hun.”
Austin was my ultimate destination, back then. ‘Ultimate’ has a nice ring to it! Man, that place was on fire back when buildings couldn’t be taller than the state Capitol, which GLEAMED, positively boasted, in the Texas-blue sky! The Capitol building is better than the White House, I don’t care what you say (I just won back my Texas friends). It’s taller, too. Of course!
In those days, Texas was like a big ole Georgia! Bbq, open land, football, pine trees, blue skies (oh, this is important, the sky IS bluer in Texas- I mean, its own special color of blue; you have to see it to understand. It’s phenomenal). Like GA, the weather’s all over the place because TX is a mountainous, flat, dry, tropical, river-ranch place between Mexico and Colorado!
Of note, the bbq is primarily beef. Or at least, that’s what you should order. The steaks are slabs. Lord, the food!
Texas is some parts Southern, some parts Mexican, some parts American and un-American-feeling, some parts weird (refer to Austin’s slogan, Keep Austin Weird), some parts cityish, some parts farmy or ranchy. Y’all, it’s big. 68% bigger than California! Put it this way: When you’re in El Paso (western state line), you’re closer to California than the eastern TX state line.
One meme claimed Australia is just British Texas. Oh my stars , after going to Australia, yes, true! Strong accents! Boisterous, bountiful, beachy, big, blue, beautiful! Both places! Only they don’t exactly do guns in AU, and they sho nuff do, in vast parts of Texas…Yes, Texas is going to take days! I haven’t talked about certain cities, food, landmarks. Goodness, Texas, you earned the right to take days! In no particular order, a few notable features all in one state, which is the original home to Dr. Pepper, frozen margaritas, and Whole Foods:
***The Whole Foods there
1. San Antonio river walk and better yet the Natural Caverns 2. Chip and Jo’s Magnolia stuff in Waco 3. Houston space center 4. Austin, just Austin, did I mention Austin? Austin City Limits, the Capitol building, the music, SoCo. I’m coming back to it. 5. Fort Worth stockyards. Think Dallas, as in JR. Think meat. Think potatoes, like, you know steak fries. Think beer. 6. Tex-Mex. Eat real Tex-Mex. Anywhere you stop to eat it is better than, well, anywhere. And Whataburger, only I suggest, a hole-in-the-wall burger place. Texans know how to do cows. 7. Padre Island/ beaches- I’m gonna say it: The Gulf Coast, I-10 strip of beaches from Florida to Texas can hang in there worldwide. Padre is…Google the images. 8. Lubbock and West Texas, like a whole different…state, or country 9. Most underrated- Galveston. What a treat to go over the bridge there. The coastline. The homes. The glass pyramids museum. To eat there. Google Galveston, too.
Never mind, just get in your car and drive there. Right, don’t fly, or at least, rent a car when you land. You gotta see it on the ground. Maybe your hubby’s picking cotton, so go! …Hey, mine’s planting peanuts! … … … Uhm, Who’s in?
GTT, y’all! *That means ‘gone to Texas’ and I didn’t make it up. It’s a real thing since the 1800s. So, GTT !*Please feel free to chime in about the great state of Texas. –CC
Week 7- It’s Utah Day in the continuing blog of Our Great and Funny United States
Pondering, I didn’t know quite how to put Utah into words other than: Wow. So, I consulted my artist sister to play writer. We do that sometimes. Have y’all seen my paintings? My only sibling, younger (not by much) sister Betsy lived in *Park City* and worked for Sundance Film Festival during several seasons. Park City is in * * because we will come back around to it.
Here’s what Betsy wrote about living in Utah: I’d really have to dig into that question. It’s better as an outsider/transplant. It was a bit magical for me (which means a lot because she’s lived many magical places). And it was bizarre and weird and beautiful and jagged and rigid.
Back to Ginger : Yes, that’s it, exactly! I don’t know about it being better as an outsider because the Utahns I know can be passionate about Utah. Then again, a significant portion leave the state/church because of their ‘rigid’ upbringing…
It disappoints me when I plan a trip itinerary for someone and they end up not liking the place. ETA: I’m not referring to Utah here but trips in general. If they don’t like the place, it’s usually because they went somewhere expecting it to be like home. Don’t go to Utah and expect it to be like home (except you, my Utahn friends!). Don’t go anywhere and expect it to be like home! One of my favorite quotes is ‘A lot of people go somewhere thinking it will be glad to see them, while travel should be you, being glad to see it’ – – –
Weather, religion, and history shape us regionally in distinguishable ways. It snows about 500 inches/year in the mountains near SLC, Utah, and over 60% of the state is Mormon population. That’s how you form some serious culture! Coffee isn’t illegal in Utah, nor is alcohol, but those are two common Google questions about Utah because of Mormonism. Writing this, I had to remind myself that I am not writing about Mormonism. I find it hard to separate the two since my closest Utahns are Mormon (lovely, quirky, fascinating people).
Famous Utahns: The Osmonds, Robert Redford, Roseanne Barr (whose family was Jewish but pretended to be Mormon during the week to fit in, so she says). Point proven.
So, car tags there often read ‘Greatest Snow on Earth’ Yes! True! If you live close to me (GA), I recommend West Virginia or The Poconos, first, to learn snow skiing or boarding. But if you like to jump right in and go big, then Park City, where Betsy was, presents perfect powder! It’s become mega touristy in the last decade but that also means there are incredible resorts and facilities for adults-only and family-oriented. ***Share your Park City pics! Many of you found your way there. Bet and I are terrible picture people (meaning, remembering to take pics).
There’s part of a national forest in every county and the 5 national parks (Bryce and Zion come to mind) are, to lift Betsy’s words, ‘magical, bizarre, beautiful, and jagged’. Great Salt Lake is 1 million acres and in places, 9 times saltier than the ocean. One notable explorer was convinced he’d reached the Pacific Ocean. The salty air combined with the closeness to desert and tropical areas causes drier air perfect for ski snow, and higher temperatures, so it snows more instead of icing.
Utah invented television and is known for yummy blueberries and tomatoes (my Mormon friends love both , oops, I did it again). Oh, and pastrami! Get a warm pastrami in Utah, in a little ski town cafe after a day on the slopes. Or, during a picnic canyon hike, mid spring, with yuccas, cacti, wildflowers, and goats as your friends. How my Utahns do love pastrami, picnics, and nature.
*Feel free to share your thoughts. Texas is next -Yeehaw!- and I’m gonna write on it for days, prob by city/region. Hey, first cousin-Texan transplant Gena Tribble, might I persuade you to drop in with a guest writing quote? Your romance writing suggestion was interesting and I did accompany you to the graves of our ancestors yesterday… –CC
Well, how fitting. ‘They’ tell us Virginia is for lovers. And, it’s heart month and Valentine’s week.
I don’t know why Virginia is for lovers and maybe there’s an elephant in the room you Virginians can clue me into. Often, sloganists come up with something that sounds good and then sell us on the intrigue even if there’s not a story behind it.
If Virginia is for lovers because it’s lovely, I’m buying. How to describe the Shenandoah Valley? Serene, untouched, pastoral, picturesque. And the beaches, long, crashing, uncrowded and nature-wild in spots. Places that innocently romance and a place for innocent romance. Then there’s Virginia, the political enclave (peep the meme). All DC, white collar, busy, and unnoticing. A place for illicit love affairs? Certainly.
V’s dipped its toe into Northern ways while remaining wholeheartedly southern in pockets. Historical hotspots well known, besides hundreds of old barns and fences of unclaimed, not reclaimed wood. On vast farmsteads, round bales sprayed in prideful displays 🏈 , mostly VT. Bud and Ned’s bbq in Richmond is a treat. There’s plenty of federal history, too.
It’s not a top 20 state for me, but I’m glad I’ve experienced its lovely nuance, the rustic and the risqué. Happy ‘V’ Day! -CC
Oops, I skipped over you last week, WV, and went straight to Washington 🧳🍎 What a shame!
We ❤️ West Virginia! I mean, I know it seems like I say that I love every place we go, but WV is Top 7-ish state for me!
Long time ago, our kids learned to snow ski there. West Virginia is less than a day’s drive for 75% of the country, btw, which also means a decent flight. We didn’t want our kids to learn on manufactured snow AKA southern-fake, butt-busting slick, and we didn’t want the enormity of westward travel and skiing, for their first time. Winterplace or Snowshoe is perfect powder! ❄️❄️❄️Pay attention: If you’re south of Pennsylvania and east of Arkansas, take newbies to ski in WV (or the Poconos, but that’s a post for another week). WV, perfect powder and manageable slope size. They were skiing like champs in an hour.
We chose to drive on that trip because we hadn’t spent any time exploring the reputably incredible landscape of WV before. Wow! Y’all, really. The first meme is 100% accurate, only WV is way, way prettier with its narrow roads cut slap-dab through steep mountain walls. Signs like:
Beware Falling Icicles Fatal
are legit. We saw icicles, no, monster-size lasers topple and crash on both sides of the car.
We surprised the kids and went for a week during MLK holiday, way back. It was cold, even for me, the cold-lover! A massive winter storm was brewing and it was -1 the night we crossed the state line. I said to Chris that this may be An Actual Snow Event, know what I mean? Adventurous, fly by the seat folks that we are, he said, “Nah!” and we plunged on toward El Gordo, our cabin self-proclaimed on the website as ‘tucked discreetly in the woods well away from the stresses of ordinary life.’ …Would later prove accurate advertising😳😉
Nearing midnight, we passed a 24-hour Walmart with ice-outer-layered cars and trucks parked all the way out to the highway. Reread that. Chris observed, “Well, maybe, we should stop and get a few things…” Seeing the shelves emptied of bread and water and people rushing, I inquired to a random shopper if this was An Actual Snow Event. He laughed and said, “First time I’ve left the house in five days. I’m buying a chainsaw and a new generator. Yeah.”
On we went. The low, and high, was -1 for much of the trip and we saw a couple feet of snow fall amid wildly whipping winds.
This is a state that is paused-in-time, mining where you can ride in coal trains deep into caves, we rode a sleigh- a horse drawn sleigh- at The Greenbrier (Don’t know this place? Look it up😍), we saw the longest single span steel arch bridge (over New River Gorge ((third highest, too)) ) in America and the river running backward below because the river is older than the mountain🧐🙂
Good, hearty food. Artistic vibe with mountaineer down home feel!
Pies and Pints pizza 🍕 can hold its own with any pizza place I’ve been! The parking lot was iced over and the structure kind of looked like it was in a neighborhood, one of those funky-cool, mod-interesting places from the road. Inside, local men in fur-trimmed bombers, with ice shards on their lumberjack-looking boots, drinking good beer from longnecks, watching the game, while jukebox softly whined anything from Loretta Lynn to Gin Blossoms. Greek pizza menu to die for, or drive 10 hours for, I’m serious.
The road we took from Somewhere Remote, WV to The Greenbrier did have signs like those in the meme below. In WV, they will cut a road, and leave it be, anywhere because…the only way to make a road is through a mountain!
…We arrived at the amazingly appointed wilderness cabin, after slip sliding more treacherously than any place we’d previously driven (and if you know us, that’s saying a lot) to find a sign tacked to the door, ‘Generator works. Loaf of bread here.’
Hot water from the outdoor spa tub, when we’d splash each other, froze on our lashes.
We love West Virginia! I’ve not done it justice. West Virginia is wonderful 🏔 The John Denver song kinda says it all. -CC
The only state named after a president. The Apple State because it produces the most apples. The westernmost point and zip code in the Lower 48.
My one tour in Washington left me with the impression of misty rain, tall green trees, nestled waterfalls and rivers, big city, cultural diversity (see the appropriate meme below), and scrumptious coffee. Like most states (think GA and Atlanta), in some ways, there’s Seattle and there’s the rest of Washington.
It’s smelly and eccentric (meaning good and bad😉). It’s evergreen and snow- capped. It’s known for things we may not know like:
A deeper dropping waterfall than Niagara Falls First mall public restrooms, first revolving restaurant, and longest consecutively running farmer’s market (which is a neat place, Pike Place)…is it still running???😷 🦠
Volcanic eruptions, home of Bill Gates and Microsoft, birthplace of Jimi Hendrix and Bing Crosby
I’m a music freak. That sort of garage band sound of the greater Seattle area is distinguishable and notable in my opinion. Think Alice In Chains, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Death Cab for Cutie, Foo Fighters, Candlebox.
Wow, I know and like several folks from Wisconsin! It’s a glacier, like, you understand, the state was a glacier. It’s THE dairy state and these are some interesting and commendable farmers! We know a few firsthand.
Wisconsinites consume 21 million gallons of ice cream / year (I think of a specific couple/ farmer friends; they have a cool farm and store there and make A LOT of ice cream).
Here’s what I know: It’s freezing and the lakes are big like an ocean view. The only trip that’s ever been canceled on me was when the land/Air BnB owner from Door County called and said, “Take it from me. It’s a bad week to come.” I replied, “I know I have the accent and we live in Georgia, but, trust me, we’re accustomed to winter travel. We want to dog sled!” He said, “Listen, I can’t get to the house you rented, the dogs aren’t coming out, and when we get off the phone I’m going to Minnesota to warm up…” 👀
I guess they eat a lot of ice cream because it’s the dairy state, but, dang, it’s a cold place to eat 21 million gallons of ice cream. Highlights: beer, cheese, lakes, invented ice cream sundaes
Home of Laura Ingalls Wilder and Frank Lloyd Wright and 16,670+ lakes
***Please feel free to comment or share state photos each week. ****We once drove 140 extra miles on a 2500-mile road trip so our kids could get a pic on Lake Michigan in Wisconsin. We snapped one pic, ate two pounds of very good cheese, and drank beer (us, not the kids🍻). -CC
So, the Halloween memes I shared on Facebook produced laughter, something we are in need of in 2021 and always.
What about poking fun at the great United States, one per week? I’m a geography/travel/states/US trivia nerd and enjoyed spending time in almost every state (I love something about each one). I have FB friends in/from every state but the least populated: Wyoming (correct me if I’m wrong, Wyomingites)🤠
Laugh with me and at ‘US’ instead of being offended, please, which is why I’m going in reverse alphabetical order. Alabama memes proved too brutal for week 1😉
Hopefully I/you will learn something along the way. Do comment or share your travel pics!
Known for Yellowstone, Old Faithful, first to grant women the right to vote and first female governor, Harrison Ford, Dick Cheney, Jackson Pollock, last to raise the legal drinking age (understandable 💨 ❄️🐎 )
*For this great state, I couldn’t choose just one meme. –CC
*Note- There is only one picture, not six, above.*
GLAMPING POD at High Falls, GA *** Surprisingly, the most requested trip review I’ve ever received!
This excursion was kind of like riding a bicycle built for two. Some coordination and pre thought required but awfully fun and cute and simple. Made for two and only for a short time. Which coincidentally reminds me, note, we should’ve taken our bikes! We did two nights; retrospect, we might go three just because we LOVED hanging out at the falls and, well, with Covid, it’s not like we have someplace better to go. Easy trip from anywhere in GA or beyond, really. 1 hour, 10 mins for us, coming from Middle Georgia.
The pod is precious. Plenty of standing room, clean, and a good place to basically sleep. One drawback: In the pics, it looks like it’s dropped in the middle of nowhere, highly desirable for us. Actually upon arrival, it’s on the outer edge of a campground and the nearest RV is a stone’s throw away. BUT, the pod patio is on the edge/woods side, and the pod is kind of high, angular, igloo like-stacked (if I’m making sense). So, grilling, listening to music, sharing a bottle of Jack on the patio, you can pretend you’re remote Soon, we couldn’t be convinced we weren’t hardcore excursionists (with the amenities of home three steps away, yeah!).
Things to take: More comfy outside chairs than those provided, microwaveable sides (we took steam-bag veggies) or quick breakfasts perhaps. Bug spray. No bugs bother me because my blood type is pickle juice, but if you’re on the sweet, smell-good side, they might tote you off without spray, coils, candles, whatever you primpy or campy types use.
Things to do nearby: This gets a solid (Granted, I’m a gypsy spirit and Covid restrictions had me climbing the walls pre trip, so I was as easy as blackberry cobbler to impress). But truly, the scenery and quaint, laidback attractions nearby have you thinking you are somewhere farther from home. Somewhere worth killing a little downtime. I pretended I was in Colorado, so just do your thing and soak in simplicity.
Itinerary: Day 1- We left our hometown about 10 AM. Stopped in Juliette and ate lunch at Whistle Stop Cafe (met the hype. Okay, y’all do know you get the fried green maters, there, right?). If you’re the movie type, you already know the back story. If you’re the trivia type, look it up so you realize it’s more than a neat cafe. We browsed adorable shops on the Juliette strip, made friends with shop owners (this will be a prevailing theme, you’ll soon find out), got good Southerny snapshots. Checked in to our Colorado glamping pod. Unloaded by 4:30! Let’s face it; there’s not much to unload at the glamping pod. Nice.
We tend to overestimate ourselves. Decided to take the ‘long walk’ (about 10 mins, campground manager said). A cinch. Let’s go! 25 huffing-puffing mins later up, down, around Lake Jackson, we found the falls which turns out were five, mostly-flat-walking mins away on the highway. But, beautiful! Ah! So many trails and views, but we simply wanted a late-day sneak peek. Can’t say enough about the falls. Grilled out on the pod patio. Pretending I was in Colorado worked great. What a day; just what we needed. It’s all so low key and if you are serious about social distancing or off-grid experiences, you can feel like you are on a real getaway without being anxious!
Day 2: Hubby grilled sausage night before. Warmed for breakfast. Easy, slow morning in the, uhm, lower hills of Colorado. Packed sandwiches and chips for lunch at the falls. The park is lovely and a 3-min drive! They have kayaks and canoes and stuff and we’ll do that next time, but we just wanted to r-e-l-a-x. You can picnic close to the dam. Park the car right there, trash receptacles and grills there, too. Yummy! Romantic! Pretty! Sunny! Private! In fact, I just decided, we’re going back next month! There are various trails on both sides of the bridge. We loved the far side across the road from the park and dam. Spectacular views, unhindered nature, good banisters and sturdy steps if you’re not normally a hiker. Gorgeous! Relaxing! After lunch, we drove to Indian Springs. We like to think we are those touristy-type history buffs because we’ve traveled a lot, but we’re honestly amateurish. We’ll stop at a few marked points, read a few paragraphs on a sign, snap a photo, and probably opt to bust time eating the local known-for, instead. For example, we spent, eh, an hour at Hoover Dam then crashed the Hash House LVNV and ate 10,000 calories. If you’re more of the put-the-headphones-on, pay-a-guide type, you may want more time at Indian Springs. It’s got good history, a bit like Warm Springs, Roosevelt’s Little White House in western GA. We stayed, eh, an hour including the river-rock sunning, which along with the free-running well, were the highlights for us. Take an empty bottle and try the well water! Some folks brought jugs and apparently do their bottled-water shopping there for free Mid-afternoon- We drove on to Jackson (15 mins) cuz we are spontaneous and easily entertained. Hung out with a new friend at his small, charming River’s Distillery, got the quick-version tour, enjoyed the smell (KWIM), did the tasting, bought his vodka and brandy, rocked in his rocking chairs and talked gambling-trip memories with him. Just right… Went down the street to Mesquite Mexican around 3PM for a midday snack. Good lord, get the Mesquite Special dip with nachos if you go. Sinful! Maybe don’t order the margarita pitcher so soon after the distillery, JS, but a socially-distanced good time was had by all (meaning we had the place to ourselves and were perhaps too loud). But we ate a bunch of chips, did I mention the dip, made friends with our server (we liked him, not sure he liked us) and watched the Nat hockey cup game on a flat screen in August (what? 2020 is crazy). Side note: That Jackson Bottle Shop is something to see! Feels more like something in a bigger beach town or somewhere like ATX. We didn’t need to buy alcohol, we weren’t planning to stop, but we saw the intriguing, old-style, BIG, caddy-cornered, triangular brick building, went ‘What?’ and next thing we know, we’re sending Snapchats of ourselves with ten-foot inflatable pirates and airplanes hanging from the ceiling amid rainbow stacks of ciders we’ve never heard of to our grown kids texting us, Is this at the glamping pod??? Why, yes, sort of! Don’t worry ‘bout Mommy and Daddy! Mm, k? Bye Huge selection, awesome displays. We might’ve made purchases there, too, Idk Evening: Chilled out/grilled out on the Colorado side of pod, (parents and small kids arrived on GA/RV side). So, music turned up on tiny Bluetooth speaker (pack that if you go). Ah! Harris Grocery kabobs on grill. Dancing, eating, drinking, heck yeah. Oh, the queen size bed in the pod is custom fitted to the opening, very cozy, nook-like, with AC above and a swivel flat screen, if you’d rather inside-chill. We stayed on our pod patio in Colorado till midnight.
Final day: Breakfast and coffee on patio for us. Then, we went to High Falls Water Park, opens at 11! It’s adorable, cheap, clean, and fun! We’re not the fancy types, so we just changed in the locker rooms afterward to head on to the next diversion on our meandering journey toward home. Which was: BBQ and looking at interesting, old farm junk at Hamlin Hills Farm in Forsyth about ten mins away. Good music blaring, scrumptious food, and like I said, cool farm junk. Made another new friend Lee, chatted about farming (well, that was mostly Nat Farmer of the Year aka my hubby Chris and the owner Lee); I was petting the dog, dancing on the empty band stage to “Hurts So Good”, and eating homemade divinity. Another fifteen-minute drive and you’re at Jarrell Plantation. Interesting history! Presented well. *Could also be visited on your first day, headed toward glamping pod, because it’s right outside Juliette, if you allow time. Evening: We planned to kill time in Macon, eat out, and do the Dueling Piano bar (hey, did you know it’s the longest bar in GA), but we were damp and tired. So we drove home, unpacked (let’s face it, took like 7 mins to unpack bc, you know, #Coloradopodliferocks), napped, grabbed our redheaded grown kid and her boyfriend, and we were back in Macon at the piano bar by nine with energy to spare (it would also be an easy drive FROM the pod while you’re staying there- or see a Macon Bacon game, Bass Pro, downtown dining, whatever, even if you wanted to add an extra pod night for Macon nightlife; it’s like 20 mins away). And that’s a wrap 4.7
PS- How you know it’s 2020: I just wrote a longer review for rural RV park pod in Middle GA than I did for our 6-day Philly trip. -CC
My third published romance/suspense novel, set on the South Carolina coast, is getting stellar feedback these days. Here’s the summary:
What if you met the love of your life days after you, maybe, got pregnant by someone else?
Lonely but renowned artist Ariadne Franklin ushers in a new year with the vow of a ‘new me.’ Venturing beyond the usual confines of her beachside cottage, she lands herself in a piano bar. The creepy night that follows changes her life forever.
Days later, in walks architect Lev Porter to repair her cottage ceiling. Breezy seafarer Lev, with a successful construction company known as LPI, Inc. and a bustling lifestyle full of intriguing friends, falls in love with Ariadne at first sight.
The artist and the architect must navigate through their strong feelings and the repercussions of her tragic night amid threats of major LPI lawsuits on the South Carolina coast.
*Special thanks to my artist sister for illustrating the compelling cover! –CC