I Heart Visitors

Rachel came to visit for a Gone with the Wind Atlanta weekend. I love Rachel and was so glad she came to visit - and put up with my "hilariously loud family." Her words. Mine would have probably been obnoxiously loud. We all know we're a little much when we're all together :)

You can read in more detail exactly what we did on her blog. But here are a few of my favorite moments:

My family doesn't really eat Southern food, but I wanted to give Rach the Southern experience so I took her to a place in Atlanta known for its good ole' Southern home cookin': Mary Mac's Tea Room. I may have made the choice for her but there were a lot of "firsts" for me too. Tomato Pie . . . aka, tomatoes, graham crackers and cheese . . . and Pot Likker . . . aka, green soup from turnip greens. Surprisingly okay when you soak it up in cornbread. It was an interesting lunch.




Our trip to the High - and the previously mentioned fabulous exhibit.



The Varsity. You can smell the grease from the moment you pull in the parking lot. You can hear people screaming "What'll ya have?" as soon as you walk in the door. It is huge and always packed. I think Rachel put is best by saying it was the most bizarre thing she'd ever seen.


And speaking of the bizarre. We also went to Stone Mountain. I don't think you can really do a good job describing a place like Stone Mountain to visitors so they know what they are getting themselves into. (I blogged about Stone Mountain last summer.) And Rachel agreed. At the end of the night when we were leaving she agreed that I couldn't have told her anything more to help her understand. It really is one of those things you have to experience.


I grew up in Georgia and have never really been to a plantation - even some that I have driven past a hundred times. So we went. And the nerd in me loved it. And the Southern belle in me loved it. And the Gone with the Wind fan in me loved it. I can't believe I had never been before.



So Rachel, thanks for coming! You're fabulous, and I had a blast. And well this post really sounds like I selfishly planned your trip for me, but I promise I didn't.