Guys! Guys! Guess what?
I drove from downtown Decatur back to my office all. by. myself.
Many of you know I hate driving. You probably don't know how much I hate driving. I am *phobic* about it. White-knuckly. Terrified. Especially in unfamiliar areas.
All of Atlanta is an unfamiliar area to me.
But! I followed Thomas to his house, then drove us (with directions) to Decatur for lunch, and then I got back to the office all. by. myself. And I only had to make one illegal left turn. I'm turning into an Atlanta driver!
I drove from downtown Decatur back to my office all. by. myself.
Many of you know I hate driving. You probably don't know how much I hate driving. I am *phobic* about it. White-knuckly. Terrified. Especially in unfamiliar areas.
All of Atlanta is an unfamiliar area to me.
But! I followed Thomas to his house, then drove us (with directions) to Decatur for lunch, and then I got back to the office all. by. myself. And I only had to make one illegal left turn. I'm turning into an Atlanta driver!
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Although I'll be damned if I know what Thomas wanted to leave from the Decatur station -- he'll have to switch trains.
Where'd you eat?
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We ate at Johnny's Pizza. They have action figures all over the place and shitty service but the garlickiest garlic bread ever.
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Atlanta traffic scares the hell out of me, too. It's the major reason I haven't moved into the city before.
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I
Am
VERY
PROUD
OF
YOU!∞
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Driving in Atlanta can be fun if you pick the right roads. If you want a nice entertaining drive, though, without worrying about traffic, go up to Brasstown Bald in north Georgia. Lovely mountains, mostly-deserted but curvy roads. And beautiful scenery.
cheers,
Phil
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I guess I take growing up and learning to drive here for granted :-) But when we first lived near Atlanta (1971-74), she absolutely REFUSED to drive inside the Perimeter. At all. Wasn't happening. Now it wasn't a big deal, because we lived way the heck out on the north edge of Cobb county. But it annoyed Daddy, because he drove all over the place for work and just thought she was being silly.
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I'm your opposite on this one--I *love* to drive. I love to travel in general, and driving has the whole freedom thing tied into it for me. Planes and trains and buses tie you to someone else's schedule and all the nasty ticketing/security/inevitable lateness/crowded/bad food/nearly inevitable head cold/bad temperature control issues. This is why I want a Nifty Car instead of an ancient family-mobile.
I like random "let's explore a 50-mile radius from home" drives, probably because I can almost always get myself un-lost, even if I've never been to the place before. I have a pretty good sense of direction, though parts of DC defy even me--you can't see the sun to do celestial navigation, there are one-ways and circles, and I never seem to exit places at the spot where I entered. I do get lost in DC, but I know 50 ways out of anywhere, so it's all okay (I believe travel is an adventure, and I interpret "travel" as going ANYwhere :-).
It's kinda weird living a mile from work. I feel like I don't drive any more. Of course, I'm driving to my parents' and back like five times this month. :-P That's not too fun--I have to go toward DC, slingshot across it to achieve escape velocity, and head into southern Maryland. It's not the Ninth Circle of Traffic Hell that is the Beltway at rush hour, but it's prone to idiot-gathering.