Have you ever been in a situation where you were walking behind someone that was wearing so much cologne/perfume that you thought you might wind up smelling like them? It’s almost as bad as the “I didn’t do it” funk when you get in a stinky elevator. This morning I walked through my parking deck into my building behind a man that smelled so much like the 80’s I’m surprised he didn’t asphyxiate himself during his drive in.

In any case, it was a freaking AWESOME weekend in The A T L. Saturday morning I got up early, washed the Jeep, took the top down and drove to Amicolola Falls. 600+ steps (and a minor pedestrian detour) later I took a the scenic route home down HWY 9 with Van Morrison serenading me all the way.

Sunday was more of the same, with an afternoon spent sitting in a park on the hard earth, soaking in what the sun was pouring down on me. Evening brought a visit to Harry’s followed by the seasonal christening of the grill, a bottle of red wine and a nice hot bath.

Absolutely splendid.

My rating: A+++