We've been back a few days and now I am posting about our vacation. I will say in advance that any fabulous and artistic pictures are those of my sister-in-law. (If I receive the great photos from my other sister-in-law, I'll come back and add them to the posts.)
Sunday July 28
On Sunday we traveled to the Blue Ridge mountains of North Georgia, stopping midway to attend a traditional Latin Mass in Greenville, South Carolina. We met a bunch of lovely parishioners who introduced themselves while all our children were instant friends, racing around the grassy hill, playing swords with sticks.
They invited us to lunch at a local pizza joint, which was grand fun with at least 25 people, many of whom were small children, as well as the celebrating priest and a seminarian from the Priestly Fraternity of St. Peter (who just so happened to be home for the summer).
Onward and upward we traveled to make it into the mountains before dark. I'd say it was our best traveling ever: everyone got along, everyone stayed well (no motion sickness), the two girls in back giggled and chatted like sisters (Margaret is growing up so fast!), and the baby didn't hate the car. Joseph cried in spurts only during the last hour of the drive.
We got lost in the last two-and-a-half miles of gravel roads up the mountain. We called the folks at the cabin to help "talk us in" and the conversation was literally something like this: "No, no, you must have turned the wrong way on Lakeview. See, go back. Now, you're at Lakeview? Great, go north on Lakeview. Then you'll get to Lakeview and Lakeview. Turn left on Lakeview Connecter, not Road, okay? Now, drive till you get to Lakeview and Lakeview. Yes, Lakeview and Lakeview! Now, turn right on Lakeview Lane . . ."
I was in stitches and yes, we made it.
Dinner: Pizza, Buffalo wings, green salad.
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