My favorite place I have visited so far, Wormsloe Historic Plantation. The reverence, the beauty, the mysterious trees, the history, the vast space of land, and all of the workmanship (building homes out of seashells). The boys were a bit rambunctious (wanting to throw footballs around, climb on the Tabby Ruins, go into the marshlands for lost flip flops), so the Park Ranger was probably annoyed by us. Things went well until poor Millie and Ruby got bitten by some nasty black ants in a hill, immediately swelling up on their legs! We decided it was time to head back, especially b/c our rations were gone (snacks and water). We took a WRONG turn! It ended up being a 3 mile "hike" back to the visitor's center, which we didn't know! An 1.5 hr later of pulling a wagon in flip flops through lots of trails, hungry and tired children, poopy diapers...you name it. It was rough! We got lost and had to say a prayer! There weren't good visual signs or maps leading us back, so it was a bit stressful. We laughed through most of it and just kept rotating children from wagon to piggy back to stroller. We felt like modern day pioneer women! I still loved it. Will go back for family pictures!
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