So, we have started fall, or at least fall-like activities, seeing as it is still 90 something degrees! And with fall, brings football. Southerners LOVE their football whether it be pee wee, high school, or SEC college football! Our family always pulls for Daddy's Wildcats on Friday nights, and win or lose we are in the stands yelling "Go Daddy!"
And if we get a scrape, I swear it bleeds ORANGE & BLUE for our Auburn Tigers on Saturdays!
We are so lucky that at least one of us gets to go to most home Auburn games; but this past Saturday, my overly ambitious, and must be slightly crazy, mom decided she would keep all 3 of our kiddos while we traveled to Atlanta for the AU vs. Clemson game. We went a little early to visit Uncle Buck's new Atlanta bachelor pad. We were given a code, and once we reached the gate we entered the code...and the gate stayed closed. 15 mintues later, we're still sitting at the gate! Finally we scoot in front of another car once they pushed in their code! This should have been a sign...and we should have read it loud and clear. "YOU PEOPLE DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO ATLANTA!"
We made it to the Marta station, with just one turn around in a gas station parking lot; parked right across the street in a parking garage. Made it South Bound 5 stops, switched trains and went West one stop. Pros, yep, we've been here multiple times...we're definitely pros!
We had a blast at the game!
And especially with Papa...he was the life of the party ;-)
We were on the 5th row...
Thomas, KK, and I had a lot of fun posing with Binocular Man! But, in the end, our AU Tigers couldn't pull it out and we went home with our first loss of the season.
The game went down to the final seconds, so getting 75k plus fans out of one place at the same time was rather difficult. To escape the crowd, we exited at the first place we could see, and started our trek to the Marta...inthe WRONG direction! KK had bought new flip flops for us both, and I already had blisters on both feet. I realized we were going the wrong way, so I stopped and asked a police officer how to get to the Marta. She gave us 2 options. So, we went back the way we had came and...wrong decision...stuck! Probably took us 30 minutes to get to the Marta. Once we got there, it was packed. So we decided to take the train one stop the opposite direction and then get on the right train at the next stop. Good idea...and may have been the first (and only) one for the day ;-) The Marta was so, SO crowded. I had armpits in my face...in every direction I turned. Some man was telling me about his sweaty butt...that was ON ME! "Yummy!" was all I could say. Once we finally made it back to our stop, we joyfully exited the Marta and all was looking up. We went to the parking deck, up to level 2...no car. L.O.S.T. car. Back down, we walked some more...KK and I stopped to put bandaids on our blisters...and walked some more. We were laughing and having a good time, but I was beginning to think I may never get out of Atlanta! Three more parking decks and an hour later, there she was, the best looking car I'd ever seen!
And no, it's not over! We went back to Uncle Buck's to pick up Mike...and stuck at the gate again! Oh, how Atlanta makes me love my small town!