Trip to Atlanta

Jeff had to cover a football bowl game in Atlanta, and his hotel room had two beds. So Biscuit and I hitched a ride with him. I figured that even if we never left the room, it would still be a fun little getaway.

We drove down Friday. Jeff worked all day Saturday. Then we drove home Sunday. I told Biscuit that we would have all day Saturday to ourselves and gave him some options of tourist things that were close enough for us to walk to.

"They all look like fun, Mom," Biscuit said, "but I'd rather take another trip down here when Dad can do things with us."

That was fine by me.

The hotel was 50 stories tall. It had 47 floors of rooms (the 47th floor was all suites) and three lower floors (atrium, lobby, lower lobby). Since Biscuit had never stayed in a building that tall, Jeff asked if we could get a room pretty high up. They put us on the 28th floor. The hotel was so big that they had different banks of elevators to get to different floors. And the elevators were packed every time we got on them.

Well, almost every time. Since our hotel was the fan hotel, there were some big parties and events Friday evening. That left the elevators pretty free.

Friday night, we went to a dinner up the street from the hotel. It was an evil place! As the hostess took us to our table, she led us right past this display case of CAKE! You can't walk past a case like this and not plan to eat cake for dessert.

Biscuit and I split a piece of Oreo cake and still couldn't finish it. We took it back to the hotel and had it for breakfast Saturday morning.

As we finished off our cake, Biscuit and I watched a superhero movie. After that, we went downstairs to the indoor heated swimming pool.

Biscuit and I walked into the hallway, which is not so much a hallway as a balcony that overlooked the 31 floors below us. It was really cool looking until someone said it look like a monster's rib cage from the inside.

Biscuit pushed the button to call and elevator car, and it took about 30 seconds for one to arrive. It had been taking at least 5 or so minutes, sometimes longer.

When the doors opened, Biscuit and I were stunned. There was nobody in there. It was completely empty.

We rode from the 28th floor to the lobby with no stops!

The door opened, and the place was deserted.

"Where is everybody?" Biscuit asked.

"They're all at the game," I told him. It was a little eerie.

Biscuit was the only person in the pool for most of the time we were down there.

The whole time Biscuit played, I was watching the score of the game. It was close several times, but the team Jeff went to cover came out victorious. And since our hotel was also the fan hotel, we were really glad the team won.

Here are some other pictures from our trip:

I squatted down to take this so you could see the structure of the place inside. But it makes Biscuit look like a giant! See the elevator in the background? They had glass walls so you could look out as you rode up and down.

The view from our room. See the two tall buildings on the right? The top floors lit up at night. Since it was in December, one was red and the other one was green.

The building with the gold dome is the state capital.

This parking lot was straight down from our window. Biscuit said when the cars were moving around it looked like a video game.