After coming to the surprising realization that people can swim in the James River (being from Chicago, swimming in rivers seems like not one of the smartest things to do), I became determined to find the best spot to try it myself. I had heard good things about Pony Pasture, so off I went. Apparently, though, I'm not the only one who thought that a day at Pony Pasture sounded like a good idea. After circling the parking lot for twenty minutes with no luck, I gave up and resolved to come back next week.
The whole trip was worth while though, because I found my new favorite advertisment at a flower shop near the rapids.
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