Getting ready to head out to Atlanta. Taking a break from the tedious task of packing.
The last occasion I spent any significant amount of time in the city of Atlanta (airport doesn't count!) was the summer between my freshman and sophomore year of high school. We were on our way back from the beach - always the cross country road trip for the Haller crew! - and decided to stop in Georgia to visit my step family. My grandmother had married George the fall before and his oldest son's family lived in Atlanta. We went to the Coca-Cola Museum:)
Seems like a lifetime ago.
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