Lately I’ve just been wanting to get out of Atlanta. Over the weekend we escaped to visit my parents in Tennessee and had so much fun going to a Civil War reenactment (kind of—more of a demonstration, but still) and just hanging out with my family and spending time in a place that’s actually pretty that I’ve been depressed ever since we got back into town. This weekend is going to be warm and sunny, and I want to make a run for it again.
I’d settle for a weekend trip anywhere, but right now my dream vacation is one out west. I’ve been looking through the Documerica archives again. I first did a post on them almost two years ago exactly, which is weird now that I think of it. I had deserts on the brain back then and I still do now, complete with roadside attractions, tiny desert towns, and 1970s solar hippie houses.