Atlanta and South Carolina Adventures

We spent the last 10 days of July in Atlanta, GA and Charleston, SC. Good golly, it was hot. 

We rode to and from the airport in a limo, because we're so fancy. Actually, some friends in the neighborhood own a limo and will shuttle you to the airport and back for less than it costs to park your car at the airport. You know we're always up for a bargain, and a limo ride to boot? Yes indeed!

Getting to Atlanta was an ordeal to say the least. Our red eye flight (again, a bargain...or was it?) had a connection from SLC to Vegas and then to Atlanta. Leaving SLC was delayed about an hour, and then the Vegas to Atlanta flight was delayed 4 hours, and this was in the middle of the night. It was rough. Most of us ended up laying down on the gross airport floor in Vegas to try to get some sleep. We were so tired. Between the slot machines, the angry mobs of people yelling at the gate attendants, constant airport announcements, and being moved to 3 different gates, sleep did not come much at all. 

We have found that most the "adventures" we have in life are due to us being cheap. You want to have adventures too? Be cheap! You'll get to ride to the airport in a limo, at least. 

We did make it to Atlanta eventually, and after taking a few long naps and getting a good long night's sleep, we made a trip to The World of Coca-Cola. This is us in front of the vault holding the recipe. We love Coke, Nils especially. It's basically the only soda that I like as well. There are lots of fun things to do there, and the gift shop especially is a Coke lover's paradise. 

Like this is news, but the south is so hot and humid, and we felt like we were going to die. We hiked to Amicalola Falls somewhere in Georgia. It was really pretty. What wasn't as pretty was the sweat pouring out of us nonstop for 10 days.

We stayed with York and Luly, and enjoyed time with them and their kiddos. They were so kind to let us crash at their house for our Georgia time. 

After a few days in Georgia, we all packed up and drove to Charleston, SC, about 5 1/2 hours away, where the sweating continued.

We:

Took a carriage tour of the city and learned a bit of the history. 'Twas hot.

Stayed downtown in two houses clustered together. On the first night, the AC broke in our house, so this was also a hot experience. The AC was fixed in a day or so.

Took pictures of the cousins who were able to make it. Grove and Andi and their kids all got Covid the week before and the week of the reunion, so they weren't able to come. Super crappy! AND they live in South Carolina.

Made our hooligans take a picture together. 

The carriage tour lady told us about some of the haunted places in Charleston, so Nils and I took the kids ghost hunting around 11:30 pm. They said it was boring, because we didn't see any ghosts. But we did have a scary encounter with some herons. 

We went to a park that was said to be haunted, and heard some crazy noises coming from up in the trees. We heard things jumping around and screaming- it sounded like monkeys. A minute later, something huge jumped out of the tree onto the ground, but it wasn't a monkey. It was a huge bird from h-e-double-hockey-sticks.  No joke those things are two feet tall and scream like monkeys. 

I liked the ghost hunting night. It was quiet in the city and kinda spooky anyway.

There was a hot tub. Like we needed to have anymore hotness. 

We visited an old air craft carrier, which was probably the most boring thing we did, and cost waaaayyy too much money. 

Traversed this bridge many a time. 

Lunch at Ben and Jerry's. 

Had a beach day at Isle of Palms and got a break from the humidity. 

Visited the Aiken-Rhett house, an old mansion in Charleston. It was interesting and sort of depressing, but mostly interesting. Coincidentally, I read the book "The Invention of Wings" right after we got home from this trip, and it takes place in Charleston. I kept picturing the city, and especially this house the whole time I read it. Great book! 

We had fun with family, and seeing new sights. However, we were all sweated out, and so ready to come home to our desert. The flight home was much less eventful than the one there, hoorah.