Red day lily at the Top of Georgia Hostel in Hiawassee.
I nearoed in to Top of Georgia this morning and finally got a coveted cup of hot coffee (mediocre, but there was real cream to liven it up) and an even more coveted hot shower. I was in there for a very long time.
Dang if the Boy Scouts didn’t catch up to me here.
Scrubs—not a selling point, man.
Also, they give you scrubs to wear while they do your laundry. It’s actually a selling point! I declined, having decided to be done with health care and, by extension, hideous, hideous scrubs for EVER. In town, though, I spotted a couple of hikers in scrubs hobbling away from the grocery, looking a little lost and vaguely like they’d escaped the mental hospital.
Like I said, not a selling point!
More red things:
Leftover from last year?