When I need refreshing scenery, I return to my tranquil hometown of Miami. I wave "hi" to the neighborhood drug dealers and pimps, cry tears of happiness from the pepper spray, and play the friendly beach game of "count the balseros".

>>I should mention that Cartersville's pretty much like any suburban town except there's no urban area nearby. Just moutains, and river and lake and fields. Not to rub it in or anything (Bill C. and David S.< bg >).
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>Grrrrrr. When I need refreshing scenery, I head down to my little hometown in Alabama -- red dirt and red necks, an incredibly clear starry sky at night, and lots of *quiet*. I think I'll go later this week for a few days.