A Date That Will Live in Infamy

NOTE: This blog was originally written on February 22, 2006 shortly after a trip I made to see my girlfriend. For whatever reason, I never got around to finishing it and posting it but I felt it was an entertaining story so I decided to post it now. Enjoy!




So, I recently visited the great city of Dahlonega to see my girlfriend, Mary. One of the many things we were looking forward to was our big date on Saturday. We both got dressed up and headed to the ATL.

Our first stop was the Georgia Aquarium, a great little place located in downtown Atlanta. It took us a while to park, but we finally got it and got out...I didn't bring a coat and Mary didn't want to carry her's around so we decided to tough it out. It couldn't be that cold could it? IT WAS FREEZING! The wind was blowing from everywhere and it was already really cold. We finally get in the aquarium where the warmth is and proceed to have a great time. Highlights of the Aquarium included riding on a seahorse made for little kids, saying penquin in a funny voice, pushing Mary around everywhere we went, and up and stopping in front of a guy for no reason other than to be an ass...All of that walking got us hungry!

Let me start out by saying that before we left to even go to Atlanta, I attempted to make reservations at Houston's on Peachtree...apparently they don't believe in reservations. So we were just going to walk on in after the aquarium. Upon leaving the frozen tundra that was Baker Street, we got in the car and headed up Peachtree Street to go eat. We saw Houston's a few miles down the street, but decided instead to go to the one in Buckhead, because we looked damn good and it was in Buckhead so it was certainly going to be a nicer Houston's. Well, I turned right on Lenox instead of left and thus we never found the resturaunt...no harm, no foul, we'll just go back to the one on peachtree...riiiiiight! Upon turning around, and to my best estimate, the entire population of Atlanta along with the greater metro area hopped on Peachtree street the same time we turned around. Traffic was at a standstill...probably because of the insane amount of traffic lights. Well, 30 minutes going back to Houston's we realize that they close at 10, so we can't eat there, but there is a Cheesecake Factory that we can see. 15 minutes to park, and we're still 3 blocks down and 2 blocks away from the resturaunt, and its cold as can be and I don't have a jacket...We get there, and the host's best guess is that there is about a 95 minute wait...we leave. As soon as I tend to Mary's frostbitten toes, and we amputate both of my ears, we get back on Peachtree...the date has suddenly turned into a survival mission. We are starving and contemplating Taco Bell...A quick trip back to the interstate lands us in Roswell, where we found a Chili's that I am convinced God himself put there. If I remember correctly, we had the Texas Nachos as an appetizer, Mary had some form of chicken while I had a burger...they were both wonderful and the date was still a success because I still got to spend all of that time with Mary!