Secrets out! ...

I know you've all been waiting to know about our 'other' daughter so I guess it time to fess up.
South of Adairsville Georgia is the town of Acworth where Jeni lives. Jeni is sort of our adopted daughter who has been our own daughter's best friend since grade school. She was at our house so much that we just kind of adopted her. She and her family are dear friends to us and we wanted to stop and say hello as long as we were in the area. We met at a local resturant and she brought her youngest son Jameson. What a handsome young boy. He was a little under the weather and not too excited about seeing anybody but in the loving arms of his mother, he managed to make it through lunch without much fuss.

Adairsville isn't much of a stop-over but the camp was good. We had a large pull-thru with plenty of room and it was just off I75 about 40 north of Atlanta. Great over-nighter for either coming or going to Florida. And an added bonus of free popcorn in the office. One cool thing that we sorrily missed was nearby Barnsley Gardens. Coined 'The most romantic place in Georgia" this high end stop is not only a display of pristine gardens but has a cluster of rentable cottages (rated 5 star) and a first class restuarnt alongside a golf course. We hear it is quite the place but bring your American Express card. Maybe we'll stop here the next time through.

The small town of Acworth near where Jeni lives, is trying to save its past through the restoration of many of the old buildings downtown. Quaint and homey, a neat little town to spend a warm afternoon window shopping or picking up that must-have antique. We drove around through some of the neighborhoods of old, well kept homes and it's the kind of town you'd like to raise a family in. Small, everyone knows everybody, and simple.

We're sorry we missed John, Jeni's husband and oldest son Jonah and good friends Kelly, Ted and their daughters, Zuzu and Isabelle. Seems that time is just flying by and we're unable to fit in all the great people we should see as we pass through an area. Next time out we need to slow down and stay longer at each stop. We both think we're missing too much of the local culture and that's what fun.

We finished our visit and headed for our next stop of Berea Kentucky. Why there you say? Well it about 250 or so miles away and if you've not figured it out by now, that's about all I drive a day with the coach. Still trying to learn how to smell the roses while 'livin' the dream'.