A fairly early morning greeted us in spite of our previous late night. Breakfast was sub-par, but that was expected. We ate, packed up, parted ways with our dog (he was riding with Brooke’s mom for the day since we were making a pit stop in Atlanta on our way to Bryant, AL) and headed out. We made very good time at first until we approached the southern Atlanta suburbs, where I-75 slowed to a crawl. Our plans for day not only included the second leg our of driving to the Chattanooga area, but also a stop over in Atlanta for a few things. First among those was visiting The Varsity in downtown (next to Georgia Tech). But, Brooke learned through some internet research that this would not be the best idea on this day, the same day as a Georgia Tech football home game because that location of The Varsity handled over 30,000 customers on that day alone – not something we wanted to battle So, once Weston needed to use the restroom, we decided to make a detour for Chick-Fil-A (there is one at almost every exit near Atlanta), but as our luck would have it this Chick-Fil-A was almost two miles from the exit. This is one of my pet peeves (and first world problem I know), but when something is listed on the exit sign, the distance should be shown too before you get off, so you know how long you might be driving.
So, onto the second part of our itinerary which was to pick up some jackets we had bought online from Macy’s. Brooke had found a sale on very nice warmer jackets for the kids at Macy’s, but there was not enough time to have them shipped and our local Macy’s did not have them in stock. So, we searched for a Macy’s near our third part of the itinerary (Legoland Discovery Center Atlanta) and figured we would swing in and pick them up while in the area. Looking back, it’s hard to believe just how innocent we were then, completely lacking any understanding of how things work in the real world (or just Atlanta). Attempting to get into the parking lot for the Lenox Square Mall near Buckhead was crazy. And drivers were even crazier. I am not suited for this type of driving (by suited I mean not aggressive enough) so as we sat trying to get take a left hand turn into the parking lot, we decided that I should just get out of the van and walk and Brooke could drive into the parking lot and wait for me to come out with the jackets.