Thursday, June 16, 2011

Somewhere in Augusta

This year, Shannan's annual surprise trip took us to Augusta, GA. We dined at a posh new restaurant with one of Shannan's childhood friends and her husband when we arrived Friday evening. First thing Saturday I rolled out for a nice jaunt in a delightful residential area. Nature served up a picture perfect morning.

Once exercised, stretched, cleaned and breakfasted we headed out for a day of Augusta exploration. Destinations like Phinizy's Swamp, Barnyard flea market, the boyhood home of President Woodrow Wilson and the Augusta Museum of History educated and entertained. Shannan and I altered the agenda a bit for a pass through the Saturday Market at the River Walk and lunch at Nacho Mama's downtown (a fine choice).

Over the years we've encountered a number of inconveniences in our travels, but this morning was a particularly odd one. The electronic lock on our hotel door broke and we could not access our belongings after breakfast. We left the debacle to the hotel staff and went about our day. A fine day it was. We met the day as we always do, with zest for new experiences and zeal for life. Oddly enough, rapture had been proclaimed by a doomsday prophet from California. As it turned out, Jesus did not return to judge the living and dead after 6:00 pm May 21, 2011. In the mean time, Shannan and I had a grand day in the city of Augusta.

If not the places mentioned above, take some time to visit and run somewhere in Augusta.

Tom

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