Everything is just peachy in Georgia

The brave adventurers Katja and Laura survived a fierce thunderstorm and made it to Atlanta just in time to catch dinner at our friend Christina's dad's restaurant (what what, shoutout). We were treated to tasty beers and wonderful food by a mystery table of men that never revealed themselves...thanks! Christina's dad was nice enough to let us sleep in his lovely home that night. The next morning we grabbed a quick breakfast and headed towards the Coca-Cola Factory! Oh how wonderful it was to learn about the history of the infamous brand, watch the process of it being bottled, and taste over 60 flavors of drinks owned by the Coke company. We even got to watch a 4-D movie about the product- moving seats, water being sprayed at us, big poky things in our backs... the whole nine yards.

As convincing as all of the coke advertisements were, we decided to not spend the rest of our lives in the world coca-cola. Instead we went to the Busy Bee Cafe in downtown Atlanta in search of a true Southern comfort food experience. Despite feeling a bit out of place as the only white diners, the food truly hit the spot. We ordered all the classics- collared greens, sweet fried corn, candied yams, buttered okra, and broccoli cheese casserole.


We couldn't leave Georgia without tasting its trademark fruit- peaches. Obviously to experience this fruit one must journey to Peach County, GA. We picked a good looking peach orchard to visit, Pearson Farm, a peach farm that has been family owned for about five generations. We were lucky enough to have a personalized tour from the possible future heir to the farm. We now have seen a peach go from tree life to box life. We ended our tour we delicious peach ice cream with home grown pecans sprinkled on top. It was magical.

The last leg of our journey in Georgia was in Savannah, where we stopped for dinner at a local veggie hippie joint... I know, right up our alley.