Without going into too much detail, we spent a week in Wrightsville Beach, NC. A wonderful trip, a wonderful, relaxing place to be (see pix on my facebook page). And then, the drive back: after a short 7 hour drive Tuesday, a very nice overnight visit with Denni's cousin Dan and his family, and a LONG drive yesterday from Atlanta, we're finally back home from vacation. At least, my body is. My mind woke up this morning wondering where I was, and wanting to go have a cup of coffee on our third-floor balcony overlooking the Atlantic. I had to settle for a cup of coffee overlooking the above-ground swimming pool in our back yard that was a subtle green tint after a week of ignoring it. Oh well.
The trip back was interesting though; it was a combination of remembrances (Elvis and Martin Luther King Jr.) and Nascar. We passed through Darlington and Talladega (the Nascar part), Tupelo (Elvis' birthplace) and Atlanta, Birmingham, and Memphis (Atlanta being the final resting place of MLK; Birmingham where he was jailed, and Memphis where he was shot; also home of Graceland). Of course, the girls were less than interested in all this historic stuff (they did "wow" the Talladega speedway) but all in all they were good until the last hour or so, when they got very antsy.
OK, this is getting too long. To summarize, it's always good to be gone, but it's also good to get back. I'll let you know when all of me gets back...
GP
The End
4 years ago
