Wrong Turn

There was an awful movie made called Wrong Turn. The plot revolves around a group of friends that gets lost in the woods of West Virginia due to their car breaking down. A couple of inbred people try to capture the friends and torture them. Suffice it to say, I would not recommend this movie to anyone- please don't ask how I know this. However, whenever I think of the state of West Virginia, this movie comes to mind.
This weekend we rented a cabin with some friends in the little town of Greenbrier, West Virginia. Following our Mapquest directions to the cabin, eerie reminders of scary scenes from the movie kept flooding my mind. You get my point...
There were four couples there and all of us had babies around the same age, which was fun to watch as they played together. After this weekend I definitely think Makenna is a shy kid, more satisfied with watching everything else going on than making her own action.
We floated down the Greenbrier River in tubes, which to the average passerby looks like a beautifully serene river, but to the brave swimmer resembles a breeding ground for mosquitoes, smelly fish, and...riverweed? We found an old rope swing and after a few swings into the river, Drew and I concluded that we need to go on a diet so that we could actually pull ourselves up before dropping into the water (a different one than the swing in the pictures). However, we had tons of fun swimming, eating, laughing and relaxing.




Moral of the story... West Virginia isn't half bad.