As long as I’ve lived in Georgia, I’ve been told that I needed to make sure that I visited Helen. Helen who? I asked, facetiously. Helen, Georgia was their quick retort. Well, Es tut mir leid (I’m sorry, in German. If I’m wrong, I’m sure my friend Laurel from My Expat Germany will correct me)! I had never heard of the place. Over time, try as I might, the idea seemed more and more appealing to me.
So I decided to take the plunge two weeks ago to see what all the fuss was about. As it turns out, Helen is a small and lovely town located in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains, about 100 miles north of Atlanta. It is located near the beginning or end (depending on your point of view) of the Appalachian Trail and is the site of the country’s first Gold rush in the 1820’s. Helen is a replica of a quaint German Bavarian village and I think the only way to improve upon its enchanting facade would be to visit when the weather’s a bit warmer.