I was in Elijay, Georgia in the Blue Ridge Mountains this weekend. I had heard about the stories of Appalachia and had a great view of the mountains. During the day, nothing was going on. But at night? Like Las Vegas. I took note of the lights on Friday and took note of the sky the next day. Completely different lights. Some that had like three in a line in a vertical alignment. Others by themselves just glowing. Some blinking. Others randomly popping up. Moving lights above the tree tops. No...