"I want to go to mountains"

This was Barritt's mantra all weekend. We just spent the weekend with good friends Rick and Amy in Blue Ridge,GA. We visited Amicalola Falls, where Barritt got to see a park ranger with a barn owl up close, while eating his fill of their excellent (presumably state-subsidized) buffet. We then headed to the cabin, where leaves were in their autumnal peak, and where there were views of Tennessee and South and North Carolina. But even when we were already there, Barritt kept reiterating that he wanted "to go to the mountains." Yes, even while driving over the Appalachian Trail at Neels Gap, he repeated himself.



We can't figure out what further kinds of mountains he is longing for. Maybe he is thinking eschatologically. Occam's razor, however, suggests that he may simply not know what mountains are.



Regardless we had a good time. And Georgia killed Auburn. Which was also awesome.