On November 25th – two days after Thanksgiving, we met up with an old friend, Vanessa, for brunch at Café Intermezzo in Atlanta’s midtown district. I hadn’t seen Vanessa in 8 years, and as we chatted over tea and mint julep, I realized the significance of how much time had passed.
8 years ago we were teenagers trying to escape the confines of our boarding school as quickly as possible; now there we were at brunch, thousands of miles from said school, independent, talking about our lives as young adults. It felt surreal.Four of us in our party had gone to the same boarding school, so the trip seemed like a mini-reunion even before we met with Vanessa. The conversation flowed over delicious french toast, stuffed crepes, and other brunch food until our plates were empty.We hugged Vanessa goodbye and started down the street to rent some bikes. She had suggested we ride through the BeltLine to Ponce City Market instead of taking an Uber as planned. I wasn’t going to turn down the scenic route, and no one else seemed inclined to either, so we rented six bicycles, turned on a GPS and started our trip.We arrived Ponce City Market to find there were no vacant spaces to park our bikes, not within a mile of the market. We had no option but to ride to the nearest docking stations.
By the time we reached the closest one, the sky had changed from shades of orange to black and we were exhausted from what was mostly an uphill ride. We called off our visit to the market and headed home to change for our last stop of the night: dinner at Fogo de Chao.
I always try to connect with friends when I travel. I find that it’s a good way to either re-establish or strengthen relationships. It’s even better when the friends know more about the area than I do and can recommend the best ways for me to enjoy it!
Thank you, Vanessa.
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