The next weekend after our supposed last week in Georgia, our friends took my room mate and me to Tallulah Gorge. It was an hour and a half drive from were we stayed. The plan was to have lunch and enjoy the scenery. We did what was planned but with an additional surprise…endured a rigorous downward stairs unto the river. It was an easy trek if my body was still in the climbing shape. Since it was not, I had to catch my breath every 15 minutes or less. A necessary sacrifice to see the beauty of the river up close and a worthy one of course.
Despite the battered feet in Tallulah, we decided to maximize our time by going to Helen. If there’s one thing I love about summer in the US, it would be the long day time. You can do more with the daylight. Pictures will be in next post. Hurrah! One post done. Cheers to more post on my US travel escapades!
