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Published: December 16th 2006
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This is the first blog I have been allowed to do since the start of the trip, because of my terrible spelling and grammar. So be warned this blog will have many mistakes.
I didn't really want to leave Charleston but Ian was deperate to get to Augusta and see the Masters golf course. I think the Masters golf course is all that Augusta has to offer because while Ian and Gell were trying to sneak into the gold course, I went looking for the "historic district" of town but just ended up walking through the bad areas of town with a big map and guys yelling out of trucks asking if I was lost. Ian and Gell didn't have any luck trying to get into the golf course, they made it slightly past the gate before the guard asked them to please leave. Ian tried to get a few photos but when you have a hedge, a barbed wire fence than another fence blocking your view, the photos weren't very clear. The fun part of Augusta was Hooters, I never thought I'd say that, but it was cheap food the girls looked like they were having fun, despite wearing
orange hot pants, it was wasn't as seedy as I thought it would be.
Charlotte is the biggest city in North Carolina, and should be its capital. The highlight in this town was the bar Coyote Ugly. It is not the original bar out of the movie, that is in New York, it is one of 15 now spread across America. It is excatly like the movie with the girls wearing belts as skirts while dancing and singing on the bar. They also spray water on men, yell abuse and most importantly serve really cheap drinks. The second night we went there, there was a model search on which consisted of 10 beautiful girls gyrating on the bar. You were also able to buy body shots, taken off one of the coyote girls, the boys did not partake though. Days after Gell and Ian were still sighting it was the best bar in the world, I think their $20 tip was proof of that.
We arrived in Raleigh thinking we would have heaps to do, it being the capitol city of North Carolina and all, but boy were we wrong. We went to a tree lighting ceremony of
the main strip on our first night, however it only lasted about 15 minutes. It lacked the conviction of the Charleston ceremony, the mayor didn't come, there was no band or even people dressed in giant reindeer or turtle costumes. Throughout our trip up through the south we were on the look out for a civil war re-enactment, so when the lady at the tourist center told us about a civil war encampment we thought we had hit the jack pot. However it ended up being about 20 men just standing around a couple of tents in costumes catching up on the football scores. One guy was even talking on his mobile phone, not very terribly 1700s. We ended up playing mini golf, watching Happy Feet on IMAX (very cool) and drinking.
"Williamsburg your passport to the past." (It was on a pamphlet) Gell felt like a day off, so Ian and I headed to Colonial Williamsburg, what we thought would be another day of old building s ended up being so much more. Colonial Williamsburg is a section of the town that has been built to replicate 1700s Williamsburg with a few original buildings stattered through. Actors dressed
in costumes man stores like the tailor, silversmith and wig maker as well walk through the street discussing the war. (That is the war of indepdence not Iraq) In the bigger buildings tours were also given, though one of our guides was a complete nut job who hated the english and thought Amercians were so hard done by. There were dramatizations of colonial, which you were able to particpate in, well only men could because women supposedly didn't do anything back than. First Ian had to stand trial for importing tea illegally, he did very well but everyone laughed at his accent. Than at the end of the re-enactment of the war of indepdence (yes we finally got one) Ian was able to march behind George Washington. It wasn't all glamour though as the general he was marching with made him walk through the horse poo on the road, Ian didn't care though he got to hold a gun, a very big gun.
Fast Facts:
- Though we have had several sub zereo days it has been unseasonably warm for this time on the year on the east coast.
- Tourist centre workers keep asking us if we celebrate
christmas or have Santa Claus
- IHOP (International House of Pancakes) will appear in many more blogs but it is the worlds best place. Friendly service, good food and 50% off for students.
- Since I still has not seen a live native animal, just dead ones on the side of the road, I was forced to go to a animal park...petty most of the animals were sleeping.
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Shayno
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More Beer!!!!
hey guys. Sorry it took me a while to post, but oh well. Sounds like you guys are having heaps of fun over there, but there just aren't enough drunken stories being posted. Are you all staying sober 100% of the time or something? Very soft. Plus, you need to inform us of some more great gell stories. Surely he has been ejected from somewhere by now. Please fulfill my needs. Until then, enjoy your holiday. SOunds like you are OUT