Balloons are for losers.
Callaway Gardens. This is where we spent our honeymoon. Although, this delightful looking beach isn’t open after Labor Day, so we never got to enjoy it. We did, however, take our bikes on our honeymoon with us and just enjoyed a blissful few days roaming around. It was glorious. Oh, and did I mention getting drunk with a bunch of paramedics on our honeymoon as well? Yeah. That was fun. At least, I think it was fun…..
A few weekends ago, on Labor Day weekend, Callaway Gardens was having a hot air balloon festival. The Hubs really wanted to go, because one of his dreams was to ride in a hot air balloon. Since I work hard to make his dreams come true (like getting him an elephant ride at the circus…this did happen), we planned to go ride in big huge balloons.
But when we got there, this was what we saw:
Balloons on the ground! Deflated and oh so sad looking. The Hubs was slightly heartbroken. But we did what any other hip young couple would do: looked at old hot rods, grabbed lunch and a beer, and headed to a football game.*
*Disclaimer: Attending this football game was my attempt at being a “normal” southern girl. I think it went ok…except for the fact that they don’t sell beer at college football games. That hurt my feelings.
