Next week I'm heading down South.
I ADORE the South.
Although, my actual "real-life" experience of the South consists only of the 2.5 months I spent in Georgia as a counselor at a private Jewish camp (keeping kosher is probably not the most typifying Southern experience), I feel a deep, deep connection for all (well most) things below the Mason-Dixon line. Consequently, I am beyond thrilled to spend next week chilling in North Carolina and Georgia.
Okra will be grilled.
Which I will then eat whilst on a boat whilst on the lake.
I may or may not succeed in wake boarding.
I will dare to eat a peach.
(I may also wear white flannel trousers whilst walking on a beach)
But most importantly, there will be Sara.
Together we will wear matching t-shirts...
brush up on our Southern knowledge...
and enjoy those Southern sunsets.
Thank goodness for friends who are wonderful and brilliant
(and who just happen to live in North Carolina).
