At last! A home cooked meal.
Trip Start Mar 17, 2012
80Trip End Jun 26, 2012
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The Interstate Highway system, which is named for President Dwight D. Eisenhower, who championed its formation, connects 209 of the 237 cities having a population of 50,000 or more. Generally the odd numbers run north south, and the even numbers run east west.
We have told Melinda (our friend from the Aegean Cruise last year) that we should arrive around 2.00 pm. By 1.15 pm we are making good headway and are on target to arrive on time. Then it happens. Gail has to go and beside that, the next exit has a Tanger Outlet Mall.
It's 2.30 before we are back on the Interstate, our load just a bit heavier with our contribution to help the recovery of the US retail industry.
3.00 pm and the reliable GPS announces: "you have reached your destination!" That's strange - this doesn't look like the area I saw when I used Google Maps street view. In fact the house I saw was a neat 2 storey brick home and this one is an unkempt dilapidated house with overgrown weeds as a front lawn. I'll knock on the front door! No-one home - doesn't look like they have been home for quite a while! I just don't get this house numbering system. On this house there is no number, but on the houses either side the numbers are 200 apart. I think we need to drive to where we can ask for help.
Wow! There is the local fire brigade. Surely they will know Melinda from the Sheriff's Department.
"Nooo! (Southern drawl) Can't say I do. You can use this here phone to try to call her"
After a few frustrating minutes, Gail produces a picture she has of Melinda on her phone.
"Yeees" I know her! I did some landscape work for her a few years ago on my off days. I know exactly where she lives. I can even take you there"
"Will that be in the fire truck with lights and siren going?" we enquire
Before there is time for an answer, Melinda returns the call from the message Gail had left and within minutes we are greeted at the fire station by Melinda for an escort back to her house. It turns out that she lives in a street off the main road where the GPS had taken us and it was then that I had remembered just putting a point in the GPS that represented the start of her street from the main road as the GPS would not recognise her house number. The problem was that even if I had have remembered I did that, I would not have remembered where I had written the house number down. (I would find it some days later proclaiming the exclamation "Oh! Here is that number!!)"
The rest of the day is spent catching up on old times, learning the history of Moonshine Jugs, chit chat and good humour. Dinner time and we are presented with a sumptuous home cooked meal (cooked on The Big Green Egg) - our first in many a week. Accompanying the meal was Melinda's home brewed red wine - definitely in the class category of Gold Medal.
13 April 2012
We start the day with a visit to a parochial 'southern' diner chain known as Waffle House
Next on the agenda is the Atlanta Botanical Gardens. A truly progressive garden including an orchid exhibition and an amazing gate collection - all against a backdrop of the downtown Atlanta skyline.
Lastly is a visit to a huge farmer's market where we select a variety of fresh produce to accompany our evening's meal - a Boston Butt, which is a pork shoulder that spent 14 hours in The Big Green Egg doing a slow, low cook.