I've only told so many stories at this point and already feel a semi block. This may not be for me in the long run. But I pace on for now...
Whenever I get to August and the dog days of summer I think about that trip we took to the south. We went from Pennsylvania to Atlanta to New Orleans to Houston to Dallas to Nashville to Cincinnati back to Pennsylvania in the hottest part of the summer. It's this trip that lead us to start making better decisions on where we go and when (except for a mid-August trip to Phoenix).
We left in the early morning on a Saturday for Atlanta. The trek took us to central Pennsylvania and down through the Shenandoah Valley which at least provided gorgeous scenery. We made our first pit stop in Maryland, almost getting in the first of what could have been many accidents on these trips. We grabbed random pictures on our way, baseball fields, mountains, the North Carolina boarder sign (we had yet to start stopping at every state line), and cruised through the Mid Atlantic into the south. In North Carolina we began to come back to civilization as we passed by Charlotte and moved on to the border and South Carolina. By this time evening has set in on a very warm day and the thick southern air enveloped our car. I noticed while driving that everything down there was so, green. From (and I'm only guessing here) the humidity and moisture in the air, everything was alive and everything grew in a rich green color as we trudged further south.
On the drive we passed by Greenville, SC where a little over a decade earlier my best friend from elementary school had moved. We passed by other towns Spartanburg, Anderson, all had names that rang a bell in my head but was not sure why.
We finally rolled into the Atlanta metro area as the sun set. I remember the highways in this area being as wide as any I remember, seemingly 7 lanes wide at some points. We headed to our destination, a cousin's house in the immediate suburbs of town. We approached a dark house on a back alley street, hoping that our host remembered that we were coming. We gave a knock on the door but no answer. We tried the door, it was open but the house was empty. Seeing pictures on the wall we knew we were in the right place, just with nobody home....
(Part 2 will come at some point)...
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