About four months ago, a friend and I went whitewater rafting in the Ocoee river in Tennessee. We had done the middle portion of the river before, so we decided to do both the upper (a part of which was used for the Olympics) and the middle Ocoee. Double the time in the river, double the fun! I asked Amber if she wanted to go, but while she likes paddling on a regular river, she’s afraid of whitewater. And Michelle is still too young.
Our rafting guide was a crazy old fellow who was a lot of fun and who purposely flipped our raft at one point. Floating in the river was nice, but the girls on our raft were not amused. The girls were from Mississippi and had the Southern accents that you don’t hear at all in Atlanta. During our conversation, the topic of agnosticism came up and one of the girls equated that with atheism. It was interesting to see her expression at the mention of agnostics/atheists. I guess there aren’t that many in the rural South.