Signs of the South

We took a lot of photos of signs on our recent trip down South. Many of these shots were captured simply because we found them humorous in some way. Others were a little more significant to the trip, but all of them are interesting...at least in my opinion.
So, I thought I'd share a few of them with you here.
We'd only recently heard of the unusual delicacy that is Chicken and Waffles. So, when we walked past this specialty restaurant in Atlanta, I had to snap a picture. Apparently, the exact origins of the dish are unknown, with several accounts tracing its roots to the south. One story, though, is that the Wells Supper Club in Harlem started serving it to their late-night patrons because it was too late for dinner and too early for breakfast.



Besides being a potential apostrophe catastrophe—I can't tell if that mark in the upper right corner is supposed to imply ownership—this is also a tribute of sorts to my soon-to-be-married friend, Anders.




This, of course, is the monument, original fence and all, to the exact spot of Hank Aaron's record-breaking 715th home run.



On our brief stay in South Carolina, we visited the monument to "Shoeless" Joe Jackson in his hometown of Greenville. This sign sits at the base of a life-size statue in the downtown area of this charming southern town. There's also a museum, but unfortunately it's only open on Saturdays from 10am to 2pm, and on nights that the minor league Greenville Drive have home games, so we weren't able to check it out.



My new iPod touch uses its GPS capability to determine my location and tell me where the nearest options are for the services I'm looking for. If only there were more signs like this one we spotted in Savannah, there certainly wouldn't be a need for an application to direct me to the nearest bar.



Of course, we took them up on their quite generous offer.



At least Hooters has the subtlety to pretend their name has something to do with owls.