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Ray City!Posted by Ness (Valdosta, Georgia) on 20 October 2007 in Miscellaneous. After the stupid work incident with me showing up for two hours while NO ONE else was there and then going home, I started the day with the intent to go to a state park of some kind and hang out plus maybe take a few pictures. What is there around here? Hell I didn't know either, so I drove down to the state border and went to the Georgia Welcome Center. After spending about a half hour inside picking up various pamphlets of mountains and lakes and forests and everything else, I decide I'll go to Seminole Forest, which is in the corner of the state on the GA-FL-AL border. Throw my bag on the seat, set my iPod to something good for a long drive and turn on the car. Or at least I tried. It wouldn't start, so I turned the key back and tried again. This time everything lit up like it was going to start, flickered, and then went dark. Turned it about 5 more times and nothing lit up. Thinking it was just an electrical problem, I went to check the battery was alright. I touched one connector and it fell off completely. This of course, is not good. After about an hour, an auto repair guy came with a new battery, but since the inside of my engine looks like this from all the battery acid that dripped, who knows how long it'll last. If I didn't have bad luck, I wouldn't have any luck at all. I decided to go north instead, since I knew there was a Ray City sign of which I wanted to take a picture awhile ago and figured it'd be a good day to get it since the repair took till about 4:30 to get finished and was semi-close to repair shops in case something else happened. The forest was at least an hour and a half away and it'd be dark by then, so it was shot. That's okay, though, since I saw some interesting things anyways. Not the least of which being that I am awesome at football. When I say 'interesting', that's something of a relative term. You're in France, seeing 500 year old buildings and statues carved by people so famous that there are Ninja Turtles named after them, which obviously is a bit more classically beautiful than anything in this mire, but there is still some. You kind of have to realize the beauty in simple things to keep from hating this place. Things like a cotton field in full bloom (even though that means I'll have more work soon). Or, this small grouping of wheat all by itself. I really liked it, and this pic, even with the sun spot is gorgeous, in my opinion. I saw that while driving and had to stop because I liked it so much. It's not an ancient piece of architecture, hell, it won't even be there in 2 months, but that's part of what makes it so interesting. Guess that's the farmboy in me, though I'd rather blame it on the agrarian heritage of the Poles, of course. There are also pieces of architecture here, though. For instance this. Georgia Peach? GET IT! EAT ME A LOT OF PEACHES. LOL! Ugh. While taking this picture a couple of guys drove into the parking lot in a truck towing a big cooker of some sort. The one got out, black as night and covered in dreadlocks (covered because his armpits probably had them, too). 'Ay, whitey, sens yoo heer, migh as well git yoo summa dis barbey cue, eh?' No joke, that's exactly what he said and how. Obviously, I chose not to eat the shish-ka-tits he was hawking. This was also interesting. I really wonder what it says in Korean, since this is what the ' church' looks like. Look at the windows and doorglass. Gun shots. LOTS of them. Plus I thought Koreans were Catholics. Sounds fishy to me. Ja ciÄ™ kocham. Dobranoc
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