I got back from the Blue Ridge Mountains in NC about an hour ago. It was a good trip, I managed to get a lot of photos, but I'm lazy and will upload them tommorow. The one thing that sucked was that my neice came along. We could only go on 1/3 of the amount of trails we usually do because she stopped every ten feet to look at some worthless peice of mica or pick up an acorn and throw it at me. She called it "exploring" At one point my mom took a nap in the day time, I took my neice exploring for real. She became scared because we went really far from athe beaten path. Their was one thing I really wanted to take a picture of but couldn't even if I had the camera on me at that point. We went to a Krystal Burgers to eat (my mom doesn't like driving with food) and the lady taking the food to the tables had just given one woman her order of 12 cheese krystals, and then asked what we had ordered again. When we responded "12 cheese krystals" the lady that had just gotten her food had a look that was the combination of the two faces that say "FUCK YOU!" and "HOLY SHIT! MY HUSBAND WAS JUST RUN OVER BY MY BROTHER!!!"