I’m checking in from Decatur, Georgia, just outside the city limits of Atlanta. Came down with Amy for Thanksgiving… visited the Martin Luther King, Jr. center this morning, visited Amy’s father’s house on the Chattahoochie River yesterday, tried grits on Sunday after sleeping into the afternoon because of Saturday’s late night out drinking with some of Amy’s old friends.
Anyone out there ever had tater tot casserole before?
Of course, at dinner tonight, the big minuses of scorpions and palmetto bugs came up… but ATL certainly isn’t as “southern” as I expected. I’ve been corrected a bit about my fears of being pulled over and sodomized by a police officer who hates yankees, though. Apparently that’s more Alabama’s speed. Alabama, about 70 miles or so west. Hmm…