This was a fun weekend. My sister Emma came to visit us on Saturday morning. She’s 12 years younger than me (she’s my half-sister; we have the same father, different mothers) but I feel like in the past couple of years and especially now that she’s out of college and the workforce, it doesn’t feel like such big age difference anymore. While there are definitely some big differences between being 34 and 22, I feel like we generally like to do the same sort of things. So, we decided to take her to the East Atlanta Strut on Saturday afternoon.
The Strut is one of my favorite Atlanta festivals and if you read my blog, you know that I go to a lot of them. It’s your typical arts festival to some extent, but there’s definitely a sort of hipster feel to it and, unlike some of the other festivals, the art is affordable. We bought a print for our living room and I got a t-shirt and a pair of earrings. There was also a parade, but we couldn’t really see it.
After the festival, we just hung out at home. We were all beat and went to bed really early. On Sunday, we decided to do something outdoorsy, and went back to Stone Mountain to hike up it. I thought it’d be a fun, kind of touristy thing for Emma to see.
It’s not a long hike, only about a mile each way, but it’s straight up the mountain, so it’s definitely a workout. Some people run it; I can’t imagine.
I feel like I should be hardcore and pretend that it’s nothing, but even a mile climb at a pretty big incline (ahem, it’s a mountain) can be difficult and sweat inducing.
It’s worth it though. And the mile back down feels like nothing. After hiking, we got some sushi and frozen yogurt and Emma and I did what we do best, laid on the couch for several hours. We are definitely related.