Road Trip Details ...

... well, not too many details. Afterall, what happens in Atlanta stays in Atlanta :)

As you can see from the few pictures above, I focused more on the game than anything else. Oh, and by the way, we had some dude sitting behind us take our picture, but our backs were to the field lights so all you can see is a black outline of 3 women ... crap ... so, I didn't post it. Besides, after all the tequila and Bud Lite it wouldn't have been a great picture anyway :)

Ginger had never been to a major league sporting event, so I think she was the most excited out of the 3 other women. She really got into the game, too. I saw her do the "Tomahawk Chop" more than once, and I remember her hollerin' trash at the umps. That'a girl ...

Karli hadn't been to a Braves game since she was 5 years old (she's 19 now), so it was an all new experience for her, too. She did the "chop," too, but what I remember most was her checkin' out the backsides of the ball players and lookin' for hot men in the stands. We saw a few where "milk did their body good" ... but they were always with girls ... so Karli struck out.

Nita hadn't been to a Braves game since her UGA undergrad days. In fact, she had never seen Turner Field, she only knew Fulton County Stadium. So ... she loved the new digs. Poor Nita had a headache most of the game ... of course, it didn't help matters that I was screaming my lungs out right next to her ear. (I can barely talk today, but hey ... it was worth it).

In case my readers don't follow baseball, you should all know that we won! We beat the Reds on Saturday AND Sunday. I was thrilled for my friends - they were fortunate to see John Smoltz - a FUTURE HALL OF FAMER - pitch a 120 pitch game. He was AWESOME. Oh yeah, and Franceour hit a homer ... he's Karli's favorite (he's a 21 year-old rookie who is BEAUTIFUL). The 44,000 crowd count added to the excitement ... it was completely electric the whole night!

After the game we had to stand in the parking lot for almost an hour waiting for the cars to dispurse. We got lost on our way to the hotel (of course) and finally got back to the room around 11:30 (the game ended at 9:30 so that should give you some idea how long we were lost), and Karli and Ginger were ready to hit the town. Nita and I, on the other hand, were ready to kick back and veg out. I couldn't keep up with the young folk ... age has a way of reminding you how young you aren't!

Anyway, Karli and Ginger joined Jenet at a tavern frequented by Ethiopians (Janet is Ethiopian), and they rolled in around 4:00 am. They tried so hard not to wake us up, but I think they were standing in the hall trying to get the plastic key in ... oh, I don't know ... FOR ABOUT 5 MINUTES. Tequila strikes again! Finally they get in the door and are laughing hysterically. I just laid there in the bed wondering how long it would take for them to finally get into bed. Too funny.

I can't sleep when I'm not home, so I woke pretty early. It took a while for all four women to get showers and get ready ... but we made it by noon (check out time) and headed for lunch. After driving around downtown Atlanta looking for a place called Micks (and not finding it), we settled on Ted Turner's Montana Grill. It was great! We actually ate bison (which is very lean and very good).

After lunch I drove Nita back to her car, hugged her goodbye, and hit the road for home. I was sooooooooooo glad for my XM radio - I picked up the Braves Sunday afternoon game and listened to it all the way home. It's a long drive, so after the Braves game ended (we won that won, too) we listened to the White Sox/Red Sox game. Gotta love XM ...

I arrived home to my family (who missed me) around 6:15 pm and passed out the gifts I bought for them while in Atlanta. Took a shower ... and died on the couch.

Today I'm still tired, but it's a "good" tired. I know that this was the only game of the year I'll make, so I'm thankful it was a good one. Just the fact that I was able to watch my Smoltz pitch made every tired bone in my body worth it.