I hate seeing one city in a country or in case of the USA, in a state.
Since we were gonna drive the entire day today, I figured might as well go to Athens.
Why? It was close, and the University of Georgia, home of the bulldogs is there, so what more did I need to know before going?
I found out that bulldog sculptures were scattered around town, so I promised Dani that after 3 bulldogs we'd go on our way.
We found the first bulldog and I was immediately happy, bulldogs were my dad's favorite breed of dog, and loved them like life itself.
While hunting for bulldogs we passed City Hall and some voters getting ready to vote.
After a few steps we started noticing Mexican decorations, what is that? A fair? It was an event organized by the The Athens Immigrant Rights Coalition to help gather funds to help the immigrants that left everything for a better life.
So, obviously there were Mexicans, selling food, you know where I'm getting at, right?
Tacos.
I had 2, asada and pastor, found 2 bulldogs and told Dani that I was getting 2 more. Delicious, and the salsa verde tasted just like home.
No matter how far away you are, if you can manage to create the flavours of your land, you'll never feel alone.
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