One way you can tell you're in the South is if you go out to eat and there's a choice of grits or home fries on the menu for breakfast. (Up north, we call those hash browns.) I don't mind grits, but if I have a choice, I'll take potatoes every time.
Another way you can (usually) tell is by the way no one seems to be in a hurry. Everyone is a lot nicer when driving, for instance. Washington D.C. is different. It's more like a northern city, where everyone has to get somewhere ASAP. Maybe times two. Way back when, Maryland and Virginia decided to give up some of their land out of the goodness of their hearts, and that land became the U.S. capital. Well, it was swampy back then, and skeeters were everywhere. Maybe that's why they wanted to get rid of it. Malaria, anyone?
Virginia is where we were staying. After visiting the homes of two U.S. presidents, we did some exploring with Mohammed. We visited Michie (pronounced "mickey") Tavern, located close to Monticello. It opened in 1784, reopening in the 1920's as a museum. All the people who worked there wore colonial outfits, and everything was designed to replicate the original place. There was one main building and several smaller ones. The main building was a big white house with a wrap-around porch. There was a guide to show us the different rooms of the house, and buttons in every room that played recordings explaining the history of parts of the tavern. There was a store, a dining room, kitchen, clothier, (clothing store), and parlor. In one room, there were colonial coats and hats that you could try on. We looked funny in them. I don't remember if Mohammed tried them on or not; maybe one of the hats. We tried to write with a quill pen, but my dad and I ended up with rather sloppy signatures. Mohammed had a magnificent signature. I don't know where he learned to sign his name so fancily with a quill pen, but the colonists would have been proud of him! Next time I'll tell more about Michie Tavern.
Another way you can (usually) tell is by the way no one seems to be in a hurry. Everyone is a lot nicer when driving, for instance. Washington D.C. is different. It's more like a northern city, where everyone has to get somewhere ASAP. Maybe times two. Way back when, Maryland and Virginia decided to give up some of their land out of the goodness of their hearts, and that land became the U.S. capital. Well, it was swampy back then, and skeeters were everywhere. Maybe that's why they wanted to get rid of it. Malaria, anyone?
Virginia is where we were staying. After visiting the homes of two U.S. presidents, we did some exploring with Mohammed. We visited Michie (pronounced "mickey") Tavern, located close to Monticello. It opened in 1784, reopening in the 1920's as a museum. All the people who worked there wore colonial outfits, and everything was designed to replicate the original place. There was one main building and several smaller ones. The main building was a big white house with a wrap-around porch. There was a guide to show us the different rooms of the house, and buttons in every room that played recordings explaining the history of parts of the tavern. There was a store, a dining room, kitchen, clothier, (clothing store), and parlor. In one room, there were colonial coats and hats that you could try on. We looked funny in them. I don't remember if Mohammed tried them on or not; maybe one of the hats. We tried to write with a quill pen, but my dad and I ended up with rather sloppy signatures. Mohammed had a magnificent signature. I don't know where he learned to sign his name so fancily with a quill pen, but the colonists would have been proud of him! Next time I'll tell more about Michie Tavern.
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