The drive itself was unremarkable. We stopped in Douglasville, GA for coffee, then again in this interesting little town called Social Circle for lunch. We made a picnic out of leftovers from the reception, sitting on a swing in a park. Immediately before eating, we visited a small gift shop located next to a historic inn that is now a restaurant. The smell of frying okra was quite welcome.
After our delicious repast, we continued on our way. The drive toward Columbia was unremarkable, aside from the number of people who honked and waved in response to the message painted on the back window of the car. Just before we arrived at the lake house, we stopped at the grocery store for a few items.
The house is lovely. We're in the basement, which is actually the ground level in the back, with a huge screen door and a deck that leads to a dock. The water is calm, except when ruffled by a passing speedboat, and there are Mallard ducks which fly, swim, and quack at us. I think they want bread.
I cooked pasta with sundried tomatoes and shrimp for dinner, and we opened a bottle of bubbly. Thus ended the first day.
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