Ellie and Esther.
Friday evening we drove to the Sellerys. A storm followed us. By 7:30 pm, the power was out and a tornado was wreaking havoc on their neighbors home, mere blocks away from where we were. Steve's red sauce tasted even better by candlelight late that night when the kids were asleep. Morning dawned with still no power so Rob and Steve ran out for a Chik-fil-A breakfast. Awesome.
We bid farewell to Steve, Lindsay, Slade and Ellie. Thanks for having us- I can't believe I didn't get any photos of your family. :(
Downtown Greenville was our next stop- The Reedy River, to be exact. Greenville, you were passable back when I was at Furman. You've come a long way baby!
Robert on the bridge
The river, muddy from the storms of the night before.
Looking down from the bridge.
Robert, Esther (hidden) and Rob.
My big kid.
Before driving home to Atlanta we met up with Pete, Kristina and Annie Atsaves at the Pita House. They had been vacationing in Kiawah.
Annie, Esther, CC and Rob, Robert. On plate: pickled carrots, falafel and the best hummus in the southeast. I love you Pita House FOREVER.