Hiya!
So, this past weekend, the sibling and I were lucky enough to be able to travel to Atlanta, GA (an approximately 6 HOUR TRIP). Excited, we were upon setting out Saturday at 11.30-ish. Six hours later, not quite so much. Seriously. As anyone who has every taken that trip knows, the roads just go on for freakin' ever!
Anywho, we arrived at our destination hotel, right down town (thanks to Nadine, a member of our church and our cleaning lady!), which was super super super nice. We checked in and Allie and I decided to go on out for dinner. Well, I feel like I must tell you that it was, like, 5-ish. We walked two blocks up the street to Hard Rock Cafe, which was awesome, as it always is. I bought a shirt, and we schlepped back to the hotel. It's only, like, 6.30 at this point. The car has been valet parked (because we were told that was the only parking that would be available to us at the hotel... which was a lie; there was a lot across the street, but whatever, it was nice). Allie talks to the parents on the phone who, when she tells them that we're probably not gonna do anything else, suggest that we go see, what else, HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3! Yay... (Note the lack of enthusiasm in my voice).
Here it comes, folks, the debacle of the trip. Ya ready for it? Yeah, we weren't either...
I call the conceirge, asking where the closest theater is. Then proceed to call the theater and get movie times, while Allie is standing there watching me... Thanks, Al. We don't have directions to the theater and, because Allie won't call and get them from the conceirge, she calls Dad, who is going to get us there. What everyone fails to tell us is that the theater, located in an area called Atlantic Station, is very near Georgia Tech University... and they had a home game that day. Allie and I get the car and embark on our quest, the object of which is located only 3.2 miles from the hotel. 3.2 miles, we can do this, right? I am driving, Allie is relaying information. Traffic is bad anyway, but, because of the Georgia Tech game, it is horrible! Dad's giving Allie directions to go straight, but there are these vertical post things sticking up in intersections that prevent you from going straight (no one believes me, but I swear, it's so), so we're having to turn and immediately u-turn to get back on the right road. RIDICULOUS! We finally find the theater and there's no parking. Okay, so we have to try to find parking... Which I Forrest-Gump-ed my way into. Then we couldn't figure out how to walk out of the garage and locate the theater...
It was a disaster. Funny, but a disaster...
Long (-er) story short, HSM3, after the first 3 musical numbers, wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. The first three numbers were as bad as I thought it would be...
We made it back to the hotel. Sunday morning, we got up and schelpped to McDonald's to get brekkie, then ended up across the street in the elaborate Westin hotel at a Starbucks. We went back to our hotel and got all dressed up before checking out and heading over to the Fox Theater.
Let me start by saying, if anyone hasn't seen Wicked, I suggest you go... quickly.
THE MUSICAL WAS AMAZING!!!!
If I could do anything else to set this statement off, I would. I was flattened, floored, impressed, astounded. I mean, I knew it would be good; I like the story, the music, the concept, but I wasn't prepared for the GREATNESS that it was. Just amazing. Absolutely loved it.
In fact, Allie and I are looking into possibly going to see it in Jacksonville, FL, or Norfolk, VA, in April or May, and taking Mom, that's how good it was.
We made it back here about 9.30pm on Sunday, without much problem.
Overall, I had a great time. I'm pretty sure Allie did, too.
Until next time, remember...
Not everyone can come and go by bubble!
Whitney
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