My sister is the best. Smart, talented, kind, funny, and beautiful. She is all of the most wonderful parts of me and limited amounts of the bullshit. But I don’t see her all that often, because she lives pretty far away.
One place she’s always wanted to go is Serenbe, an idyllic little community south of Atlanta. So for her 22nd birthday, I took her to this little green farming community for the weekend.
It all started fine: a great farm to table dinner, a play outside under magical twinkling lights, then a breakfast filled with grits and biscuits. But then we found the treehouse.
Yes, to confirm your horror, I slid right into a fresh pile of cat shit – while wearing white shorts, no less. #BeechWhites
But fortunately, I brought som extra clothes, so after an awkward stroll back to our room, I was fresh as a daisy again.
We wandered around the local farmers market and found a tree in a sweater:
Then we headed down to Newnan for a cafeteria style lunch and a stroll around the square.
All in all, not a bad trip so far – minus the cat shit. Hopefully it’s an upswing from here.