Monday, May 21, 2012

Gay Charlotte - Natalie - Day 7

Today we went to church. I know, weird.

St. John’s is a pretty traditional Baptist church and we were all slightly intimidated at the thought of attending a service, but we decided to suck it up and show the church our appreciation for allowing us to stay there. It was only about 45 minutes long and I think we were all surprised by how much we enjoyed it. We dressed up, sang some songs, and listened to the kind Reverend Foust talk about hope. It was a good time.

After church we changed out of our fancy schmancy clothes and finally headed to Bojangles. It was well worth the wait! In case the fried chicken, macaroni, and red beans and rice didn’t convince us that we were really in the South, Bojangles will give you 10 percent off of your meal on a Sunday if you bring in a church bulletin. I of course, never looking away from a bargain, took Bojangles up on that.


After we had gorged ourselves on cakes of butter, we drove to Chapel Hill to visit the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill campus. We spent the majority of our time there exploring the Chapel Hill cemetery, getting lost, and buying stuff in the bookstore. I found myself repeatedly saying, “Wow. This is SO nice.” Not nicer than KU, of course, but UNC is pretty swell.

After UNC we headed about 20 minutes north to the Duke University campus. I particularly enjoyed the gothic-style chapel and the buildings reminiscent of Hogwarts.

The Duke Chapel is breathtaking!

Interestingly enough, we kept seeing bunches of squirrels around each of the campuses. I mean, KU has a lot of squirrels. But around here they’re as abundant as…something else that’s really abundant. Rachel kept noting that she wanted to put the squirrels in a cage and feed them blocks of food and yogurt treats. That girl is entertaining.

On the way back Blake and I jammed pretty hard to music from Hercules, Grease and Enchanted. When we got back to the church we made a delicious stir-fry with peanut sauce. I knew that cooking lesson from my grandma would come in hand some day.

-Natalie Parker

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