From Slick's mom, who got up early to cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner to 3 girls she had never met before, to the owners of the Shady Lawn Lodge, who drove hikers to and from the trail as a complimentary service, to the waiter at the Mason Jar, who went out back and gave us the leftover sweet yea and biscuits to take with us when we left, it seems that everyone is going above and beyond to help us out.
In everyday life, going to work, paying the bills, trying to get all your errands done, it's easy to get caught up in all your own stuff and forget that we are all on this together. On the trail, things are different. You rely on the kindness of strangers and the goodness of others to help you get it all done. And in return, you try to pay it forward in some small way, to somebody else.
It seems to be a way of life down here.
So though I titled this "southern hospitality", I'm hoping that this is not, in fact, a southern thing, or even a trail thing. I'm hoping that all this helpfulness and good will is something that has existed all around me and until just recently, I've been too busy to notice.