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... Neat new game. The campground has horseshoes, shuffle board and a game called holy holes. Has 3 holes in 2 wooden boxes and you stand on one and throw at the other using large metal flat washers. Kind of a mix between cornhole and horseshoes in the scoring. On Monday we took a ride to Alpine Helen (check pics) which is where Oktoberfest is on the weekends. Saw a ...
... hill....they laughed and asked if they should wait until after we finished our lunch to tell us.
Walked around Helen and took a few nice pictures of the architecture, and got some penuche fudge at Hansel and Gretel candy shop.
Buzzed back and stopped to get some laundry soap in Waynesville. Chilling tonight and doing some laundry.
I love riding down here, but it is much more tiring than straight "highway humping"!
Fred and Mary Beth served up another good breakfast: fresh corn fritters, a veggie sauté, and a fruit bowl. This morning another couple joined us, but the conversation was not as relaxed or lengthy.
I think the four of us think alike at such times. It's over, so let's get back home forthwith.
Which we did, with my negotiating ...
... me to look into music theory. Go figure.
We made our way off the square to a Mexican restaurant for some real booze. By then we were tired of wine. I got them to make me an 1800 Reposado and Mr. Pibb. From there we returned to the square and the Bourbon Street Grill, located above a couple of shops. There was a 45-minute wait. The stairwell was terribly hot, so we waited out on the street curb. The wait wasn't really worth it, unfortunately. ...
This blog, too, is written post facto, so I've already begun to forget some of the details.
We took our car, picking Roy and Deborah up at 9 this morning. I had told them facetiously that we'd pick them up at the entrance to their subdivision... and that's exactly where they were waiting for us, with Deborah holding up a cardboard sign, "Dahlonega." A very good omen for the trip.
We drove I75 through Atlanta, picking up I85 and then onto the 400 toll road, ...