As I mentioned before, Robyn and I went up to Charlotte for the weekend to hang out with Jill and Ryan, Robyn’s sister and brother in law, and all in all it was a lovely time, except for Atlanta traffic…
We left about 5pm on Friday evening having got our marriage license during the afternoon, and as soon as we hit I-285 around GA 400 it was bumper to bumper all the way past the Mall of Georgia, close to 30 or so miles. 5pm on a Friday in Atlanta equals “Get the fuck outta Dodge” for everyone it seems… So that turned what was supposed to be a 4 hour trip into a 6 hour one, we didnt get into Charlotte till around 11pm.
On Saturday we went walking round the Carolina Renaissance Festival which was both humourous and scary at the same time, humourous as people try to adopt phoney olde english accents, scary as it has men in tights, notebaly men who should NEVER wear tights in their life… It was also made worse as I was still limping from my bum hip and knee from the Our Lady Peace concert on Thursday.
That evening we went downtown to Uptown Charlotte and had dinner at Ratcliffe on the Green before taking the trolley through Uptown before heading back to Jill and Ryans to watch the conclusion of the NASCAR race that was talking place in nearby Concord that evening…
Now, seeing as I’m marrying into this family, it has become clear I need to pick a favourite NASCAR driver… I could jump on the Jimmie Johnson bandwagon, but I learned this weekend that I would be hung if I picked Tony Stewart or Jeff Gordon. Infact, I’m risking life and limb just linking to them… Thats something to think about.
On Sunday we walked around the community Jill and Ryan live in, doing some shopping as well as Ryan and I getting a haircut, much needed in my case before heading back down I-85 towards home…
As I said, it was a lovely time, shame it went by so quickly.
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You don’t have to pick a driver, Gregor. Look at me, I’m still very much apathetic towards NASCAR. :P
You don’t have to pick a driver….but if you don’t it will make hanging out on a Sunday with the Millers or Moores extremely boring!!