We are 4 hours into our 10-hour trip home from Georgia, and in between showings of Anchorman and Old School, I’m going to use my time wisely and give a recap of the weekend. We were all absolutely dreading the 20+ hours in the car, but it has turned out to be a beautiful and entertaining drive. We took 81 through Virginia to the Great Smokey Mountains, and the views are breathtaking. The car has also provided ample opportunity for recap of childhood road trips. This morning we were discussing our favorite road trips and Charlotte, being British, insisted that she had never been on a road trip. About 20 minutes into the conversation, she piped in with “oh! You mean a road trip like on Tour?”… only a rock star’s daughter can say something like that!

Our favorite part of the drive was the slow progression into redneck nation. At one point we needed gas and stopped at what we are pretty sure was the only gas station for 50 miles, which we renamed the “Red Ot”:

We also successfully filled out our redneck bingo card with: chainsaw art, man wearing wife beater and suspenders, skyscraper-sized crosses, trucks with gun racks, a truck with no license plate but a confederate flag in its place, and blatant violation of both seatbelt and open container laws.

The wedding itself was great fun. It kicked off with what we all agreed was the nicest rehearsal dinner we will ever attend, held on Adam’s family farm. I won’t even attempt to describe the details, but it was the most picturesque setting and the food was good ole’ southern home cooking. It was perfect and we spent the whole night trying to figure out why we live in the city instead of somewhere like that!

Last night’s wedding was equally beautiful, with the ceremony held on an overlook peering over the Smokey Mountains. The bride and groom were so relaxed and happy and we felt honored to witness their vows.

We took advantage of the setting and had a photo shoot, including a couple of official “belly shots”: