Early Morning Car To Georgia

There is A Lot That I Can’t Talk About this week, so instead, a preview of next week. In seven days, I will wake up, get dressed and showered, and then get into my car for a seven hour drive to Atlanta. I could fly. Work will absolutely pay for that, I swear. But last time I flew to Atlanta, I got so sick that I spent all week in the hotel room (when I wasn’t throwing up in Target) and then got stuck overnight in Charlotte. I am not going through all that again, so the fewer people I meet on the trip down, the better. And also, there’s Cook Out. This cannot be understated - there’s one just off I-75 as I get into the outskirts of Atlanta, and so I must go.

When I’ve told people of this plan, there’s a certain split. Americans cock their head at the drive time and then say “ah, that’s not that bad.” British people look at me as if I have completely lost my mind, given that it’s a longer trip than London to Edinburgh. But don’t worry! I will be bringing snacks. Of course, I normally load my iPad up with a host of British television the 1970s and 1980s for the plane ride…and while I can do that again, it’s probably not the best idea to try and watch any of it during the trip¹. So…podcasts? But I’m not really a podcast person. Seven hours of “Ian’s old ‘walk to Activision’ playlist from 2011”? That is somewhat more likely.

(I did look into going via train as well. Obviously, that just sent me into a spiral of “look at all the train lines China has built in the past 30 years!!” after seeing the Amtrak schedule)

I will also try and test my all-new remote posting set up next weekend, allowing me for the first time in over 10 years to post without out my personal laptop. Less exciting for all of you to be getting updates from Buc’ees, mind you…