So I recently went on a tour of the southern United States along with my child and my wife. This is that story. It waited until I got back so I didn’t have my house broken into. The story, or blog, is being broken into several parts.
Leaving my friend in Alpharetta, we head towards Atlanta where we are making our final destination. It’s Atlanta so, traffic.
I’m biased against Atlanta. It is the one city I’ve told my wife I really would not like to live in. It is a city, not built on a waterway, but as a train station essentially. The lack of water still seems to be a problem there today.
That’s not to say I dislike visiting Atlanta, it’s just not a place I see myself living with my family. I love being by the water, be it lake, ocean, or large river. Two of my favorite bars are there (El Myr and Star Bar) and my favorite diner (Ria’s Bluebird Diner) are all located there. I’ve been to a handful of bachelor parties there. I’ve seen a lot of concerts there. I’ve been to some baseball games (still not a Braves fan). I have friends who live there. And my brother and sister in laws live there. They are just genuine and nice people.
My brother in law and sister in law are a couple years younger than me. They are in that time frame of late 20’s early 30’s when all of your friends are getting married it seems like. Because of this, my brother in law was going to be out of town at a bachelor party. He has a job with CNN and it offers fantastic vacation time. Between trips and work he often travels to interesting places and interviews charismatic people. All of my brother in laws (I have 4) are really great guys, but I’m probably closest with this one. My sister in law is equally impressive, working with disadvantaged youth as a speech pathologist. She’s also the sister in law I’m closest with (she’s my only sister in law but she’s cool!).
My wife and her sister are super close. My wife also has two good friends who are like sisters to her. One of those friends lives in Atlanta and the other just moved from there (and to Memphis). So they all decided to go see Shania Twain on her farewell tour since they had seen her in high school. Also my sister in law really wanted to hang out with the baby, and had volunteered to babysit. And while I really didn’t have a desire to go see Shania Twain, El Myr is right down the street from their house.
What ended up happening the night of concert was; I picked up food for everyone. We all ate at the house and then the ladies went to the concert. I put the baby to bed and then my sister in law and I watched True Detective all night. I’m pretty sure I had worn myself out traveling by this point.
We managed to see some of the sites while we we there. We walked the green way. I got to see some friends and family. We went to Ria’s.
Traveling with the baby was challenging at points, but no more than I think traveling with anyone else. She was a champ this whole trip. There were some fussy times but she probably had less of those times than me. And I’m sure traveling with her will evolve and change throughout both of our lives. Let’s see how this camping trip I’ve planned turns out next!
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