*Warning: This post is long.
Summer vacation is coming to an end. So for one last hoorah before I have to return to school this Thursday, we decided to go camping with Paul, Kelli, and the kids, and Mom and Dad. I've never been camping like this before, so this was a new experience for me. (Although I had a really good time, I will always love the comfort of my own bed, my own toilet, and my own shower more.)
Here are some pictures from our trip to Unicoi State Park in Georgia. But I have to explain the first 2 pictures so you'll understand why I'm posting them:
Paul and Kelli take the kids all the time and do camping adventures and explore new places. Paul is quite the adventurer. He loves to go off the beaten path to see where roads lead and see different sights. There is no such thing as a straight drive to the destination. You can always count on many stops. So, our first stop was in Fair Play, near where Paul grew up. He took us to the cemetery where his grandparents are buried. After leaving the cemetery we wound thru all kinds of roads and crossed a lake for a hydroelectric power plant...Lake Burton. According to Paul's GPS, he found a street that circled the whole lake, so we decided to take the small road to see this lake. Now, before I continue, you need to imagine what we looked like...a large older model of a Chevy Suburban loaded down with 7 people, a bike rack on the tail, and pulling a pop-up camper; then following that Suburban was a big Toyota truck loaded down with everything in the bed, and also pulling another pop-up camper. It was like a train - kind of resembled the Clampants? As we go down the small road, it becomes a one lane gravel road with a steep cliff on one side. Jason had a bad feeling about it, but we followed anyway. The one lane road ended and there was no where to go. Thankfully, there was a house at the very end, so we were VERY fortunate that Jason could barely turn our train around and pull back down where Paul and Kelli's Suburban got stuck. They had to pull into someone's driveway, unhook everything, turn the car around, and then hook everything back up again before we could make our way out. Everyone thought it was funny, except me of course, because that's not what I call fun. When we got back down to the main road, we noticed the sign said "Dead End" but we didn't know it at the beginning because the whole sign had been turned the opposite direction. You really had to be there to experience the full effect, but this is the best I can explain it.
Some other lovely highlights from our trip: Kelli was stung by a yellow jacket, an animal ate thru our bags of bread while we were out sight seeing, Gavin fell out of a buggie at a nearby Walmart, I slammed my ankle in the door of the shuttle bus that took us to the top of a mountain and I said a bad word in front of the other guests on the bus when it happened, and a deer walked up near to our campsite...about 20-30 feet away. What else? Ohh, so many more things.
But like I said, I really enjoyed the trip, but there is NOTHING better than the blessing and comfort of my own home. Home sweet home.