I’m back off island tomorrow afternoon as the family and I head for Atlanta. Until late Saturday afternoon we will stay in Buckhead, the Beverly Hills of the East as it is known by people that have probably never been to Beverly Hills, although to be fair Buckhead has a lot more going for it than downtown Atlanta.
Saturday evening we are driving about 40 miles north to a place called Lake Sidney Lanier to meet some very good friends from the UK who are staying at the big lodge-type resort there for a week in readiness for a wedding the following weekend. We are going to crash with them until we leave on Tuesday and no doubt drink and eat like bandits.
Sidney Lanier, it says here, was an American musician and poet and died in 1881 in case you were wondering. He must have been pretty good because there are an inordinate number of places named after him.
A little weekend retreat to a city we last spent a little time in two years ago, but it’s going to be hot! 91 degrees on Saturday and Sunday. Phone ahead for air-con and cold beer.