Had a fantastic day yesterday.
Woke up to Bill handing me a pile of pressies! Was very exciting to tear through sparkly pink wrapping paper to find a cute pair of Hello Kitty jammies and open a fabulous and lavishly illustrated Taschen book of fashion from Nicky. Thanks babe!
From the Australian contingent I got a very sweet pink and white matching set from Victoria’s Secret. Mmmm thanks!
From Bill I got a book on knitting and a Borders gift voucher with explicit instructions to go buy myself from music. The book however had an ulterior motive as I think he wants a skull jumper knitted! Cripes…taking me long enough to make my laptop bag, you might have a wait dear!
Spent the morning with three dogs in the bed as a very Mowgli like black lab joined us on the card from Mum and Dad. (Pressie to be hand delivered on Friday…oooh!!!) I flipped through my books, snoozed and was delivered a tasty, steaming, syrup and yogurt laden waffle breakfast in bed. Hoorah!
When I finally crawled from beneath my duvet Bill took the dogs and I out for a day trip to Amicalola Falls State Park where we walked the dogs through the woods to the very tall and pretty waterfall. It was a beautiful day. I kept my eyes peeled for bears, but really was rather glad not to have the pleasure of spotting one.
According to the postcards Amicalola is a Cherokee word which means “tumbling waters” and tumble the water does indeed. It’s possible to walk up a series of (hundreds of) steps to the top of the falls, but unfortunately we just had to stand at the bottom and look up. The steps were constructed from metal grills and there was no way the dogs were walking on those.
I already knew Quince would refuse to set foot on the grills as when we were in Savannah and came to a grid in the pavement he went nuts and refused to tread on it. However, I was curious as to how Genghis would react so we did a little experiment and tried to take him up the first flight. He was very brave and made a big leap onto the staircase, but after maybe 5 steps he could go no farther, started shaking and had to be rescued. Sorry Gingernuts. He was fine as soon as he was back on the path though and merrily bounded into the river to have a drink, back to his normal scoundrel self.
We then drove to the top of the falls where there is a restaurant where we were hoping to find something to eat. Greeted by a “closed” sign however we had to turn away and Bill decided to drive across to Ellijay to see what we could see. He’d not been there before either.
Had a really nice early evening drive across going past loads of apple orchards with rows of stunted little apple trees that looked very brambly and not particularly tree like. Reminded me of the olive gardens I saw in Jerusalem, though obviously not as wizened and ancient.
Also spotted a group of seemingly crazy men stood in the middle of a standing log circle, and attacking the wood with hatchets. Confused me for a while until a little further on we saw carved log bears for sale.
Of course, being Sunday, when we got to Ellijay everywhere was closed there too. Everywhere, that is, except a strange little ice cream parlour come pie shop that was decorated in a way that reminded me of Fab Cafe in Manchester, but instead of beings 60s themed stuff it was a hotch potch of Americana. A nice old man served us egg salad (eggs amazed) sandwiches and lemonade, with apple pie and ice cream to follow. When I found that the ice cream flavour I wanted was out of stock he kindly reappeared a little later with a small bowl of the one I wanted having scraped out the remains for me. As if it were planned, we ate our meal beneath a “Happy Birthday” banner strewn from the ceiling amongst the hanging lp covers.
All in all a great birthday 🙂