The last one to go.
We caught a jet plane down and celebrated the marriage of the last of Marianna's college roommates. She lives in Charlotte and so does her husband and so then friends from all over made it to the little chapel that once belonged to an orphanage that is now a National Historic Landmark. Then we skipped over to the Mint museum to shake it.
We also made it to Forest Hills where my childhood friend is the worship leader. It was great to be back in a church that has their own building.
It was quick. Just 48 hours down and back. But I don't think if we were there two months that it would'a been long enough to spend with friends.