ATL babyy

Ok. I apologise for not updating this in a while… I got caught up in the Freshers vibe and on the rare occasion that I did get time to myself, I napped to re-energise for more party time or did some uni work.

But! I'm back on it and soooooo, lemmie tell you about Atlanta. (It might be a long tale, I've never experienced so many crazy events in such a small time)

If I've not said it before, lemmie tell you now, I am a terrible traveller! I'm unorganised, I do minimal research, I'm bad at using maps or taking directions and so, Atlanta could have been more of a disaster than it was but it was definitely…interesting. Haha

Me and the other English girl, Becki took thought it'd be a good idea to take the Greyhound coach over to Georgia, it's famous and it's cheap. Bonus, right? Wrong.
In America, everyone drives. Those who don't drive and those who cannot afford to drive and those people are known as 'trash', usually coupled with the word 'trailer.' Catch my drift?
I was hugging my Macbook to me like a mother does to protect her young and hoping than no-one tried to talk to or touch me!

We took a break at Anniston, Alabama before we crossed over the border to Georgia. When everyone filed back onto the bus, our driver announced (no joke these were his exact words):

"Listen up y'all. Today is September 11th and someone has stolen my phone."

He proceeded to tell us that we were locked on the bus and no-one was getting off and we were not moving anywhere until someone handed it back.
No one handed it back.
He then announced that the police was on their way to conduct searches to find the phone.
As time dragged on and people got more fed up, passengers started heckling the driver. He got maaad. After 3 full blown arguments with passengers he was like:

"Ok, you wanna get smart with me? You're all gonna get strip-searched by police"

Me: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?

People started quoting their rights and after a chat with the policeman, the driver decided to carry on our way and we got to Atlanta about 2 hours late.. great.

Me and Becki made our way to the hotel downtown. We showered and changed and went to grab some food at HOOTERS!! Which worked out perfectly because the Alabama vs. Duke football game was on and by now we are die-hard fans with friends on the team :D

Eating my wings and curly fries, sipping my margarita and watching the game. Bliss. UNTIL…

This stuuuupid idiot walks in, already well on his way to being drunk, and sits with his friends under the screen we were watching. Me and Becki are sitting alone, looking pretty presentable, watching the game and looking- technically- in his direction. I knew it was only a matter of time..
So I was rolling my post-food cigarette and he seized the opportunity to come over and chat gibberish:

"Is that weeeeeeed you're rolling?"
"No."
"Is iiiiiiit tooobaccco?"
"Yes."
"I'm Paul by the way"
"Hi Paul. We're trying to watch the game."
"Wooow. You're Bama fans?"
"Yeah."

He carried on like this until it was painstakingly obvious to him- we thought- that we weren't interested. I went for my cigarette and when I came back, he decided to try again!

"Soooo can I have your number?"
"No"
"Really"
"Yes, really"
"Oh. Ok. You have a boyfriend?"
"No. I really want to watch this game."

OB-viously the boy felt stung by it, because he then was acting the complete fool. Putting his hands over the screen, talking really loudly so we couldn't hear the commentary, flicking the channels.

"I wanna watch the Tennessee game" I mean, the idiot turns around, to me and says "Do you mind if I switch it from the Alabama to the Tennessee game?"

Wrong idea. I got right in his face (the way mum does) and launched into a torrent of abuse, that went something along the lines of:

"No, of course not. I've only been trying to watch the game this whole time that you were acting like a drunken idiot. Change it. Change it, go on. I WANT you to. You've ruined it for us anyway, you selfish obnoxious fool. No-ones laughing at your stupid act, even your friends are cringing. So do whatever the hell you want cos that's what you've been doing anyway."

I took a breath. The whole of hooters was staring at us, they were shocked by the outburst cos they were unaware of the build-up and my accent draws attention anyway.

We got the check and left. We watched the rest of the game in a sports bar, decided it was a bad day and went to bed!



On Sunday we went to the Martin Luther King Center, we took the Marta there. As in:

"Imma beat your ass on the train, we on the Marta and I do ma thang" (I'll post the video link for those of you that don't know..)

Basically, it's full of sketchy characters; crackheads, schizo's, drunks, no tourists.

The MLK centre was cool, there was a massive, colourful mural by different artists, museum, the Ebenezer Baptist Church where he preached, the crypt where he is buried and the eternal flame etc..

Then we went to the World of Coca-Cola, because Atlanta is the home of Coca-Cola, we got to taste 64 different types of Coca-Cola products and with a bloated belly and sugar rush, we attempted to make our way home to T-Town again.

It was fun, traumatic, tiring, but we did it and we definitely have to go back with people who know what they are doing and try again!



Video: http://www.ebaumsworld.com/video/watch/411648/