Friday, July 30, 2010

Madison, Georgia


Well, another night and things are definitely looking up. This morning we signed out of the Hofbrauhous or whatever the fuck it's called and hit the road north to Anna Ruby Falls, a Federal park where we walked up a steep trail to see the waterfalls. It was lovely.

The pictures don't do it justice. I do not know how to take a decent waterfall picture. Plus, it was in the sun. Oh well. You can get the vague idea of it.

And here's Mr. Moon on the trail:

And me. You can tell I was really prepared for a hike in the woods. And really happy to have my picture taken.

But my favorite picture is this one:

A tree growing from a rock, rising up into the light.
Lot of damn metaphor in that shot.

So we got in the car and decided to go back to our original plan of having no destination. After a night in the Alpine Village of Helen how could we go wrong? And we didn't.
We headed south on roads calculated to allow us to miss Atlanta, almost impossible by the way if you're traveling through Georgia, and we did and we have ended up in the small and very picturesque town of Madison, Georgia which seems to be eat up with The Charm and antique stores. And restaurants.
We drove around the main square, hoping that maybe, just maybe we'd find a place to stay and lo and behold! The James Madison Inn was right there and we pulled up and have paid the big bucks to stay in one of their gorgeous rooms.
I see no trace of any former tenants in this room whatsoever and well, check out the bed:

Hmmmm....
and
Mmmmm....

I am thinking that we may not even leave the room. And we don't have to as there is a sweet little town square just across the street and we have a balcony and a band is tuning up as we speak and so there will be a concert. They sound bluesy.


Did I dream this up?



Oh. We are so far away from The German Christmas Shop. So very far away.
There's a spa downstairs here at the inn where theoretically I could, after ten a.m. tomorrow, get massaged with warm stones or waxed in the Brazilian manner.
Probably not.


Mr. Moon took one look at that shower and stripped his clothes off and jumped in. Do you know how hard it is for that man to find a shower that doesn't hit him in the chest? Now he's sitting on the bed in a James Madison bathrobe and well, I think I should join him.
Oh wait. I just looked.
He's shed the bathrobe.

All right! Well!
Lovely talking to you.
I think I need to go now.

Happy Friday, y'all.
Love...Ms. Moon

13 comments:

  1. Teehee! Enjoy that beautiful Inn, and your time together. I think you should get a hot stone massage, and then report back.

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  2. You are one saucy woman, Mary Moon.

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  3. Ooooh! That room looks lovely :)
    And that last picture cracks me up!
    Enjoy your time ;)

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  4. Yes! That's what I was talking about -- those waterfalls. I'm glad that you saw them and that your trip took a turn for the more authentic. Have a wonderful rest of your time!

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  5. Joe got a kick out of Mr. Moon's shower enthusiasm. I admit I did too.

    Have fun. Rawr.

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  6. Oh yeah, get massaged with warm stones!

    A shower that Mr. Moon fits under ~ a miracle!!!

    Keep traveling that road to unknown destinations where unexpected, delightful surprises await. And thanks for including us in your travels:) :) :)

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  7. Haha. Hmmmmm...... Hope you both enjoyed it!

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  8. It looks awesome. Definitely time to get off the computer I think when the clothes come off.

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  9. OH MY GAWD, how embarrassing!!!

    Hehe, I'm playing.

    By the way, that shower is amazing. I love daddy's enthusiasm and happiness in the picture.

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  10. My Love could soooo relate to the shower heads...they always are too low for him and just right for me. Poor guy...

    You and Mr. Moon are honeymooning....oh my..

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  11. heee hee heeee! Great shot of the tall guy and the shower ;-) we have that very same problem, and it is one of the first places that Wayne checks when we are in a new room. Hilarious.

    Yes, this is much better than the barvarian place.

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  12. Being tall, I can relate to Mr. Moon's joy at the shower. Yes, I can.

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