Courtyard by Marriott Atlanta Marietta / Windy Hill
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Business Services
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... of turtles. They were so tragically slow that several big fish popped in and snatched away all the food-- right in front of the turtles' beaks! We had to literally drop the food to land/float RIGHT in front of the turtles' beaks! Otherwise, the turtles would sloooowly float around to try to get closer to the food, at which time a big, slimy fish would come and snatch it away! But I don't think the turtles in that lake are in danger by any means. ...
... case, my mom loved the huge green houses too. It began down pouring, so a big family on bikes took shelter under the green house. They had a little 3-4-year-old kid with them. He looked like he had Down's Syndrome. He drifted over to me and my mom, and the family overreacted and grabbed him right away. He was so cute! My mom and I talked about how the US as a country seems much more disability-friendly. It's true! I really believe people with physical disabilities can ...
... That's why I've stuck with this old-fashioned blog, where only the few people whom I've personally given the link to or people somehow stumbled upon it see my posts. I met many backpackers who have Facebook pages and blogs with more sleek, commercialized feels. I think I might keep a private personal blog through gmail/blogspot. Anyway, looking back on my travels, I learned so much about myself. First, I have been going 100 miles an hour ...
... talking very fast. Too fast for my limited Spanish to comprehend. So I had no idea I was effectively camping in Miami for the night. Until the American Jehovah's Witness and grumpy British man joined me in my base camp (beside the power outlet nearest the Starbucks). We soon realised we spoke a common language and shared a common inability to understand angry-mob-Spanish. Eventually I nominated myself to ask for more information about the situation (the mob now had their camera phones ...
... in slow beads from your forehead. Pin-drop silence engulfs the room and you sit, statue-still, on the edge of your seat, not blinking, staring at the screen, your mouth hanging just a little open.
And then the room explodes.
The guys sitting at the bar all jump out of their seats at the same time, screaming in joy. The old man at the corner table swears loudly and drowns his ...