Where in Georgia Has Shawn Been?
Posted on August 15th, 2012 @ 9:33 pm

Because I’m bored, here is a map of counties in Georgia I recall traveling in:

 

 

Reds are ones I’ve been to.  White have yet to be seen.  I have been on Talbot County for about 5 minutes in the dark in 2009.  I don’t count it as a result.


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I Need a Travel Pal
Posted on August 15th, 2012 @ 8:44 pm

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This past weekend, I woke up, got in my car, and drove to a part of Georgia I had yet to see?  This location was south of Macon on I-75.  The only time I recall being south of Macon on I-75 was about 2 years ago when my sister, her boyfriend, and I were in Perry, GA and we needed the fastest, most direct route back to Jeffersonville, GA.  We were told to get on I-75 north and GA 96 had an exit a few miles north. GA 96 went directly to Jeffersonville and was the road the broken car was located at.  At the time, I didn’t realize we we so close to I-75 at the time.

So, I drove to the first county on I-75 south I had yet to visit.  That county was Dooly County.  But first, I stopped outside Perry at a Cracker Barrel and got some breakfast.  That area of Georgia is Amish Mennonite country for the state.  I’ve seen a few before; once at a truck stop in Pennsylvania and once at the Zaxby’s in Dublin, GA.  The one I’ve seen are not the horse-and-buggy types we’ve gotten to know through TV.  These people did have cars.  They just dressed plainly.  Well, I saw plenty of them at Cracker Barrel.

After I got back on the road, I got to Dooly County.  Vienna, the county seat, wasn’t much.  After getting a picture of the courthouse, I got back on the road and hit the next county and its seat, Crisp County and Cordele.  Cordele was much bigger than I expected.  Cordele reminded me much of Hinesville, GA.  I found the Crisp County historical marker and kept going west to Americus. I didn’t really want to explore Cordele.

I looked around downtown Americus, but didn’t take many photos.  After walking around the core downtown, I got back in the car and headed to nearby Plains.

Plains, for those that don’t know, is the hometown of the 39th President of the United States, Jimmy Carter.  I’m quite torn on how I feel about him.  My father could never stand him and has some colorful words about him.  My mother loved him, for the most part, but was disappointed in him for some things.  Ah, the life of living with a staunch Republican father and compassionate Democratic mother.  If people wonder about my politics, well living in that household, you had to learn to compromise on many things.

So, I know my father would not be happy to hear I was in Plains.  But, the person that loves to learn new things, explore history, and embraces her state was not going to allow her father’s feelings dictate her travels.  So I spent a majority of my afternoon in that town.  There isn’t too much, and yet there is plenty I want to see again.

I stopped in one of the local stores.  Sadly, they only took cash, but I spent quite a bit of time in the store talking to the owner.  We had a good conversation about technology, family, and education.  And the funniest thing about the conversation was that she asked me why didn’t I have my Master’s degree yet? Good question.  I’m still paying off my Bachelor’s degree from nearly 5 years ago come this December.  I want to get settled in a home.  I might want a small family.  Plenty of factors.  But, I know I should go get one. Preferably one that is beneficial to my career. I think once the new year starts, I’ll start researching what I need to do to get ready for to get one.  Seems like everyone else at work is getting theirs. I could have gotten one right after getting my Bachelor’s, but I was so sick of school and wanted to make some money.

The Boyhood Home, which was free to tour, was interesting to tour.  Carter wasn’t even a year younger than my Grandmother and only a few years older than my Grandpa and Grandma.  Much of the life he grew up in, they grew up similarly.  So, walking in the home showed me what life was for them.  And in a way, their lives bled into my parents’ lives which bled into mine. Life in a way seemed so much simpler.  Of course it was, but compared to today, it had a nice charm.

After touring much of the state and living in Atlanta, Augusta, and Savannah, I found living in an Augusta or a Savannah is much more for me. I’ve got the technologies I need, so I don’t feel like I’m in a small rural town, but it’s not as overpowering as Atlanta seems to me.

After I started getting tired and realized it was getting late and still had about 2 hours to drive to get back to Atlanta, I headed home.  Drove back through Americus and Cordele before hitting I-75 and headed home.

I will have to go back there.  Hopefully with a travel pal.  I need one.


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I Need a Him
Posted on August 10th, 2012 @ 7:57 am

 

I heard this song last night on the 285 on my way home from an after work dinner.  Met up with a few current and old ones to have a farewell dinner for one.

I have to say I had a lot of fun singing “According to me / you’re stupid / you’re useless / you can’t do anything right.”

The song I heard afterwards deserves another entry of its own.  There was a power to it as well.


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