24 August 2010
99 Cent Jolt Colas, Hot Atlanta, More See-Offs, and the Trail of Tears
Lyle and Amy left for Peru at five o'clock this morning. Yesterday, they met at my house and we drove to Atlanta. Chris, Emily, and Mark tagged along too. Chris, Lyle, and me traveled in my car and the others went in Amy's car.
I passed a pretty girl in a compact as I was leaving Johnson City and it nearly threw a spear in my day. However, the antics of Lyle and Chris quickly brought my trademark smile and banter to bear. There were jokes and tales of old times, and punch bug. Road trips are never complete without punch bug. The international game of those who travel by car.
I also remembered how much I love darting in and out of Atlanta traffic. Seriously, you can drive like an indy racer and the cops are busy doing other things. So, super aggressive driving was checked off my summer bucket-list. I miss doing it all the time, but as I have gotten older, I have lost my ability to pay countless speeding tickets. One day, when I have more money or a license to do whatever the hell I want...
We went to the King Center. We ate at Varsity. It is not very good. We partied at a hotel. We swam, shared whiskey, and beer. We peaced out in the morning.
I took back roads home. If my camera had any life in it, I would have taken pictures on the way home.
I passed a pretty girl in a compact as I was leaving Johnson City and it nearly threw a spear in my day. However, the antics of Lyle and Chris quickly brought my trademark smile and banter to bear. There were jokes and tales of old times, and punch bug. Road trips are never complete without punch bug. The international game of those who travel by car.
I also remembered how much I love darting in and out of Atlanta traffic. Seriously, you can drive like an indy racer and the cops are busy doing other things. So, super aggressive driving was checked off my summer bucket-list. I miss doing it all the time, but as I have gotten older, I have lost my ability to pay countless speeding tickets. One day, when I have more money or a license to do whatever the hell I want...
We went to the King Center. We ate at Varsity. It is not very good. We partied at a hotel. We swam, shared whiskey, and beer. We peaced out in the morning.
I took back roads home. If my camera had any life in it, I would have taken pictures on the way home.
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