Stone Mountain

In the middle of Georgia, a huge granite rock emerges from the earth. This is Stone Mountain.

And on the side is a carving taller than Mount Rushmore.

Heroes of the south, Confederate President Jefferson Davis, General Robert E Lee, and Stonewall Jackson all writing their favorite horses (whose names I don't remember).

Unlike mount Rushmore, this large rock carving is surrounded by a small amusement-type park.

After getting all our aggression out having lots of fun throwing and shooting foam balls at each other,

we rode the tram to the top of the rock.

At the top, there were ponds, some with plants growing in them, and lots of lichen.

We watched Rudolph the red nose reindeer in 4-D (which means we got wet from the snow) and rode a train all the way around the mountain singing Christmas carols.

After the train ride, Jo decided he wanted to hike all the way to the top of the rock. So, Scott and I went for a hike with him, while the rest of the kids played minigolf with grandma and grandpa.

We enjoyed a beautiful view from the top.

Then, we decided to take the cable car back down instead of walking. It was a little after 5:30. The night was young. Fireworks would not start until 8:45. We needed to conserve our energy.