some observations of Atlanta

There is a Bobby Brown Parkway.
The streets smell like bbq and the airport smells likes biscuits. I kid you not.
It is an incredibly convenient city to get around; a great walk gets you from Downtown (where there are exciting things like convention centers and eerily empty malls) to Midtown (which seems to be where the college kids live) and cabs are called from public places like restaurants and the Botanical Gardens.
Get aquarium tickets in advance.
Stay out of Buckhead; it's the Jersey of the South. We dubbed it "Whitelanta."
The meat literally falls off the rib bones at Fat Matt's Rib Shack. And the baked beans taste like Maple and rum. Mmmm.
I think it's called HOTlanta cuz of the weather, not the men. I had forgotten what 85 degrees feels like.
Go here for some pictures that Kendra took.