My ode to Gold Rush
If you know me, then you know I get very excited each year about a silly art’s and craft festival in the mountains to you, but to me, it is the greatest place on earth. (I mean I know Disney is supposed to be the greatest place on earth, but I have been to both a few times, and the joy I get from Gold Rush, might actually beat out Disney world, wow! I know). My famous idea last year, was to even have “I heart Gold Rush” t-shirts, and there was quite a big order for those! And also last year I came up with my quote “I love Jesus and all, but I love Gold Rush”, making Gold Rush my favorite holiday of the year.
Gold Rush, what can I say about Gold Rush.
Ok you know that feeling you used to get when you were so excited about something that you just cant stand it…well now I might say it feels something like anxiety, but I know the difference and this one is just the pure excitement about something…well I used to get so excited about going back to school after a long summer of not seeing all my friends and that first day of school was a big excitement for me. Where I went to college, it was small and everyone knew everyone. We would come back to school from being at home all summer, and then those first few days of going and eating at the chow hall (I went to a military school remember, so it was our version of a dinning hall) and every frat and sorority had their own “table” and sometimes you had your own “seat”, this meaning everyone, (when you still had the meal plan) would go and eat and just sit for hours…well I know I did. And on that first day of school, it was so exciting for me, that I think I have heard a few stories about me being so excited that I would even shout out loud “I LOVE THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL”…ok so you get the idea…
So back to Gold Rush, well to most of you, your mom’s usually have driven up into the mountains on the 3rd weekend of every October and went to Gold Rush to see arts and crafts, a normal festival right? But to my college, North Georgia College and State University in Dahlonega, GA…it is a big deal. This is our homecoming. This is the weekend, where friends fly in from other states and cities. This is a time when the guys who are deployed (remember military school) they try and get their R and R or block leave to lap over into that 3rd weekend of October. This is a time for all of us to see old friends, meet their new fiancĂ©’s, hubby’s, wives, and babies…This is a time where us silly girls will go and buy a new outfit just to walk around and sweat walking all over Dahlonega in the heat (and sadly in GA in October, it is still hot), some sporting heels and big purses (me I have learned the 2 outfit approach) and we don’t even shop or look around for arts and crafts, we stand in front of El Maguey, while Sig O is screaming for us to buy a raffle ticket and for Phi Mu to be selling sweet tea from Robyn’s Nest. We stand in this hot sun, to see who we will see next coming thru the crowd. And the best part is….hoping when you do meet up with all your best friends and you do go into El Mag that you either (1.) get a seat, (2) get to eat, (3) don’t get kicked out bc you get so excited to see new people that you are standing up and I guess a new rule at Gold Rush is “don’t stand up” oh if you were there you will understand, and lastly number (4) you try to get out of there as soon as possible bc you don’t want to be the last one sitting at your table that gets stuck with the left over bill!!! Wow I am a new David Letterman with my lists! Maybe I should have done those is reverse order! Then after that, you hike up the big hill to the alumni house, where it just gets better. Alumni new and old are there just talking and fellowshipping (can you tell I am a Baptist girl) and having a “grand” ole time. I love it. This way all my friends’ parents who also went to NGSCU,who I don’t get to see that often, they are there. Old teachers and Deans who I love so much they are there, and of course cutie Mark and big Wes, you now they will be there…That is a given and I love it more and more each year! Then is when the girls go to either 106 (my apartment until this past August, but I am still and forever a key holder, and it is so popular during this weekend that you better make reservations or you will not have a place to sleep unless you come bearing an AERO bed) or somewhere else and we change into our “night” outfit, and we start the whole thing over, but this time usually at Caruso’s…oh the traditions…and if you are reading this and your are an alumni you know exactly what I am talking about….ha ha ha. Then on Sunday is where we actually walk around, eating our way thru gold rush, corn dog here, cotton candy there, fudge here, caramel apple there…so we are then technically becoming the usually “Gold Rusher”
So from reading this you get the idea that I look forward to the 3rd weekend of every October and that I LOVE GOLD RUSH. So for me to be in Italy right now on this eve eve of Gold Rush I am a bit sad that I am missing seeing all my friends that I only get to see a few times a year. I am missing the corn dog that all you are going to be eating, and I miss the idea of Gold Rush. But know that I will be thinking about each and every one of you, and that Lauren and I are making our own Gold Rush in Italy. We are taking Gold Rush on the road to Venice! But our t-shirt will be proudly worn with pride!
“I wish you a Merry Gold Rush,
I wish you a Merry Gold Rush,
I wish you a Merry Gold Rush,
And I will see you there next year!”