We went to Helen GA this weekend. It was the first time I have ever been there. We wanted to go Saturday, but because of the rain we changed our plans til Sunday. I thought Octoberfest would be the best time to go, but really the Octoberfest Hall was probably the dullest part of the day.
The food line was ridiculous, so we ate some from fruit Shah had brought and started walking.
It all got better from there. Helen is adorable. We found our German food.
Gave baby a lemon. (We aren’t planning to start her on real food til next month, but we keep cheating and letting her taste different fruits. She isn’t terribly impressed
We wandered in the beautiful little town in the mountains, found Dutch food, and enjoyed our
Shah and I travel well together. That shouldn’t be a surprise. That is about the only thing we knew about each other before we got married. I should probably post Our S
tory sometime soon.
We both agreed we’d like to stay the night next time we go to Helen, but I’ll admit, there was something nice about getting back home and not having any bags to pack. Zoya doesn’t spit up, so she is an easy baby. We don’t have to pack much for her and use even less. We changed her diaper a few times, but basically the only mess that she made was being in my lap while I spilled sauce on her pants.
Life is different now. She was still sleeping at noon, about two hours after I wanted to leave.
And that was after my attempt to wake her up that went something like this.
But we still totally enjoy new places, food, and sights. And most importantly, for travel, we always looks for what goes right and ignore what doesn’t. I don’t think you can enjoy travel if you focus a critical eye on anything, because traveling puts you out in the world where things don’t go as planned and don’t look as planned. But if you embrace rolling with the punches, travel is great.