Before going to my brother Glen's place in Augusta, I found the Georgia Guidestones. Someone apparently thought it was a good idea to put up a 19 foot high stone monument in basically the middle of nowhere, with inscriptions in eight languages telling us how to live. It's a preachy mix of common sense, socialist (or world-government) propaganda, and some downright sinister philosophy, such as "Maintain humanity under 500,000,000 in perpetual balance with nature." I guess the first step to world domination is to murder 6.1 billion people. Like I said, common sense.Glen's house is great, but I got there the day his air conditioning died. Living in Georgia in the summer without air conditioning is like, well, probably the first step toward maintaining humanity under 500,000,000. Nevertheless, I had a good time while I was there. It was the first time on this trip that I got to spend some time doing absolutely nothing, which was great. I also got to play some Halo.
Glen said that this reminded him of some bloggers he knew. I wonder who?
Walked around the scenic area of Augusta and found a "Japanese Pocket Garden." Seemed like a fitting place for a photo, even if it seemed totally bizarre to me that such a place would exist in Augusta.
The last night I was there, after some beer and some tequila, we decided to play a duet on his piano. We haven't played it in about 20 years. If you watched, you probably would have guessed we haven't played it in 30 years. Or maybe ever. Apologies in advance. Video Link.
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You must be getting near the end of your trip - as the blogs are coming further and further apart. Lisa and I now have 7 stamps in our Wine Passports - We may just need to finish these passports off then start over when you get back to Connecticut!
Glen -- very funny link :) Not exactly our approach though... The blog serves primarily as a journal/diary for us to keep track of what we've done, it's hard to remember after 40 days. Second, it's a good way to share pictures with family/friends, rather than sitting thru 100s of photos when we return and not remembering why we took any of them.
On the other hand... there were two days when I've felt like I'm taking pictures just for the sake of documenting what we've done, and that's lame. Our first day at Arches NP I was disillusioned. I felt like the park road led me through the park exactly as they wanted me to go, and there were "photo op" locations prescribed to get the best angle of the rocks. It seemed pointless taking the exact picture that millions of tourists had taken before me, just to get my own personal copy inside my camera. Thankfully the nice long (hot) hike we did on the second day at Arches redeemed the park.
The other lame day of photography was at Graceland. I was only mildly interested in Elvis stuff and there were only three things to do: look at stuff, pick your nose, and take pictures. There were so many people crammed into the mansion that it afforded plenty of time to play with the camera and try to get shots to expose correctly without using the flash. But that's kinda what I expected, so it was lame but tolerable.
At one point on this trip I wondered how we would see things differently if we had no cameras -- might pause a little longer to watch some wild animals instead of snapping a quick picture and jumping back in the car. In general I think I've stopped to smell the roses first and shoot them second.
Bri, sorry for hijacking your blog with this long comment...
great piano playing guys... finally got a chance to check it out :)
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