The Low Country

Another Double Post, Read Nick's First Below for any of this to make Sense!

So we're getting tired. We're getting a little lazy. Blog posts may be coming fewer and farther between and we may be up to a little less than we were earlier in the trip. I wouldn't say that either of us are eager to finish but I think that we are both winding down into being ready to finish. Which is great. After 2 and half months on the road, we better be tired. It means we've been doing the trip right. We've left all our energy on the road.

After Memphis and Nashville we headed over to Atlanta, Georgia where we spent a relaxing weekend hanging out with Nick's uncle Keith. Like I said, we're getting a bit tired and we are especially getting tired of sightseeing in every place we go. Walking around a city all day and going out every night takes its toll on you. It's a rough life! We needed to cut something out of the equation. SO we opted out of exploring the city too much during the day. Keith took us on a great driving tour around midtown and downtown but we didn't get out much ourselves during the day, opting instead to relax. We went out at night to a few bars around midtown and even rekindled some love with our favorite culinary combo: Chicken........AND......

Waffles. We went to Gladys Knight's restaurant, which specializes in the pairing. On Sunday, Keith took us for a ride in his plane. We had an amazing time flying over the lakes and subdivisions north of the city and then coming back around to get a great view of Atlanta from the west. Then, we hung out near the runway watching a few planes, helicopters, a bi-plane and a jet take-off (not all at the same time). We capped off the relaxing weekend by watching the Sunday night nail biter between the Colts and patriots with Nick's cousin Brett, his friend Jeremy and dog Buddy. Atlanta is a great city with a lot of trees and greenery, a beautiful new up and coming midtown and, of course, chicken and waffles.

Rejuvenated from the Low-key weekend spent watching football and hanging out in Atlanta, we spent the next two days touring around Savannah and Charleston. Both towns have amazing antebellum architecture and are beautiful places to wander around. Which is what we did. In Charleston, we stayed with Katy's friend Wanda who was a great host and was a lot of fun to hang out with.

Leaving Charleston, we drove up the Carolina Coast and through Myrtle Beach, popular tourist destination and mini-putt center of the universe. With nothing to do that day we went from course to course, at last finding one that was open at 10am on a rainy day during the off-season. The guy was so nice, he let us play the pirate-themed course twice. And I only lost one ball in the water trap. Continuing up the coast, we became dead-set on jumping in the Atlantic. I mean you gotta hit both oceans on a coast to coast road trip. So despite cloudy conditions, cooler weather and not a single other brave soul in the water we braved the frigid ocean which we both agreed is much more foreboding than the pacific. We braved the cold water but we didn't spend much time in it. We got back into the car after a few minutes and headed to Chapel Hill, home of the UNC Tar Heels and, more importantly, Nick's sister Shaunee. Last night we had a So You Think You Can Dance marathon (don't look at me). I'll admit it, though. I enjoyed it.

We're still in Chapel Hill. We had an extremely jam-packed day.

A big thank you to our hosts on this leg of trip Keith, Brett, Wanda and Shaunee.

Don't keep it too real,

Chris