Last week, we met my parents in Decatur for lunch and an afternoon of aimless wandering.
We found ourselves at the following locations: a little restaurant rumored to serve the best smoked barbecue in all of Alabama, the oldest standing bank building in the state, an abandoned train depot, a bed & breakfast where outlaw Frank James spent a few days in 1881, and quaint historic streets that still have remnants of bricks and rails that once facilitated the long-extinct downtown trolley.
And we got to see a train in action, chugging down the railroad tracks....which our little guy loved a whole lot.
Sometimes aimless wandering is a wonderful thing to do. I highly recommend it.