Atlanta...city of heat and humidity, fried food and grits, CNN, the CDC and Coca Cola...
When Jonah told Duncan that he took me to Atlanta for my birthday, Duncan said, "why don't you take her to Detroit next year?" :-)
Emergency Exit row is definitely the way to go:
We had no problems spotting Cameron when he greeted us at the airport holding this sign:
Out of all the southern food we ate, the most visually stunning was this piece of Ham in Red Gravy (coffee is an integral ingredient). When your entree is so gigantic that you can only stack your side dish ONTOP of your entree, isn't there a problem? And yes, the ham spans 1 and a half feet:
We spent as much time as possible by the pool.
I tried floating as long as humanly possible*:
*Pardon the Raymi-The-Minx like photo...I think the photo is cool looking.
The boys were boys and competed in every possible way...witness a race that begs the question, "Who Won?":
I wanted to have my birthday dinner in an old, classy and truly southern restaurant so I asked a new pool friend for a restaurant recomendation. He suggested The Dish, one of several Indigo Girls owned establishments in Atlanta and when I asked, "so that's old?" he replied, "well, it's definitely been around since I moved here and that was at least 5, 6 years ago.") After some more digging, we found just what we were looking for: PittyPats Porch...a place that is at least 100 years old, serving good ole southern cooking, and all four walls decorated with deer heads and gun racks.
On our way to dinner, we looked like the quintessential disgruntled band:
Birthday dinner photo...rest assured I have made endless fun of Jonah's Zoolander-Blue Steel pose:
After relentless abuse, even Jonah grows horns:
So we soothed Jonah by stepping into one of Atlanta's many strip clubs-charmming facade isn't it?:
The strip club above totally lived up to all our hgh expectations---J/K!!! J/K!!!
Although on this trip, I did visit a strip club for the first time in my life...but that's another story for a another time!!
