Good Time Southern Fun

In February, my best friend, Jenn made the bold move to come out to Georgia to see why I moved out here. She came all the way from St. George, Utah. After making her flights to Atlanta, she was in the Atlanta Airport. Daniel told her to jump on the train, go up the escalator, and make a left. He forgot to tell her which stop to get off of, let alone how to get on the train (which is confusing. Most of the time, when I'm at work, I have to tell people when to get off and on). She stood there trying to figure out what she was doing before she got on the train and had two people ask her if she needed help. She thought she must have had a "Dumb" look on her face, but she was trying to read the signs. I laughed when she told me that story because that is one thing about Georgia I can't stand is that they put signs eight miles before you need to be where you are and there are never enough signs telling you where to go and where to get off once you get there. Her adventure continued with us going down to Savannah because she wanted a full "Southern Experience" with plantations included. She didn't bargain on the experience including, rain, poor areas of town, Ebonics, crazy religious people and greasy food. The rain slowed our way to Savannah, but after two days of it, we were able to enjoy the sun in Savannah. We got to Savannah and went on a trolley ghost tour, but Jenn and Daniel kept telling ghost stories before the tour that scared each other, so by the time the tour came around they were disappointed because the stories weren't as scary. We also went to Paula Dean's restaurant, The Lady and Sons, and had a pot pie that had a stick of butter in it. Something that shouldn't be greasy was extremely filling, greasy, and awesome. Now, the unaccountable fact was Jenn is on a diet. Daniel and the grease didn't help. I had to spend the weekend listening to the two of them "enable" each other into how good food was. The poor girl came back seven pounds heavier than she was, and who knows how much Daniel gained. The next day we went to Tybee Island to see the beach and have a look around. We had to pass through town to get there and it was a poorer area that quickly turned into a very rich area. Jenn couldn't believe it how one side of the street was broken down and then another was so nice. We even found a poster for the "New Black Panther Party." Daniel and I would just laugh when her eyes would get really big. She even thought she was going to be in the middle of a fight when she heard some people talking in loud voices. My favorite part was when our car got accosted by people giving bottled water, and a card telling us to go to their church. Overall we had a good time. Mostly laughing at each other. We played a lot of good jokes on Daniel; he's so gullible.