We started the trip from where we just spent a week on vacation - Sapphire, NC. It was just over 2 hours to get to Blue Ridge, GA. The first almost-hour of that trip was a harrowing (for me!) drive through twisty, narrow mountain roads.
Joe was driving. Not that that was a bad thing. But maybe I should have drove because then I would have been more preoccupied with the act of driving instead of the 3-D images that kept greeting me around every bend and curve of the road. Images of rocks jutting out of the mountainside coming right towards me. Ok it sure did seem like they were coming right towards me, it didn't seem like there was any room for a car to go around those corners without hitting something. It was like watching a 3-D movie and thinking something was coming out to get you.
Seriously. You should have seen me. I was half-way leaned over, ok more than leaned over, most of my body was coming off of my seat and practically jumping in Joe's lap. But we made it - safely - without a scratch on the van.
I thought I could relax on the ride back until I realized I would be on the side of the road that had the sheer drop offs into the unknown. Fun times.
The train ride was worth it though. We sat in the open air car and got popcorn and big pretzels from the concession car. It was a beautiful 1 hr train ride along the Toccoa River.
The border towns of McCaysville, GA and Copperhill, TN have a blue line right through the town that mark the border of the state line.
Lucas thought it was neat that we can stand in one state and be in another state by stepping over the blue line. Or straddling the blue line and having a foot in each state. Ok, we all thought that was pretty neat!