A lost day

Saturday came yesterday and we spent the first few hours completing the clean-up of the house. We finally got Kate downstairs, dressed and showered and composed and got in the car to go to Atlanta to meet Cindy's parents at the High Museum.

When we got to the High Museum we found out that Cindy's parents were stuck in traffic on I-75 somewhere around Kennessaw. So Cindy, Kate and I went inside and toured the Annie Liebowitz exhibit and the Cecilia Beaux exhibit. They were very good exhibits. Then we went downstairs to meet Cindy's parents. After we got into the museum we toured around the different exhibits and finally ended up eating lunch at the cafe attached to the campus there at the High. I was afraid to run out of money so ate a salad and drank water (the only relatively inexpensive things on the menu), as did Cindy and Kate. They were fine. Of course, I seemed to have the smallest salad. The ironic thing was that Cindy's parents ended up paying for lunch. Oh well, we went back into the museum and toured the rest of the exhibits.

At this time, I got in mom and dad's car and navigated through the city streets to downtown Decatur. When we got there we finally had to park in the parking lot behind Decatur Presbyterian Church, leaving Cindy and her mom to wander around the Decatur MARTA station until we got back from the parking lot. We finally rejoined them and walked up to the center of town to go eat at the Red Brick pub. Cindy's mom went off to Starbucks down the street to get herself a coffee and we sat down to order a beer. The Red Brick has a serious beer menu, including quite a few Belgian ales, now that the State Legislature has allowed that kind of beer. Anyway, we sat down at the bar and ordered quite a variety of beers. Oddly, we ended up swapping beers after receiving our glasses. It was quite a communal sharing of hops and grain.

When Cindy's mom got back from Starbucks, we all found a place to sit down in a booth. At this point, it got kind of funny as more beers were brought and finally our supper was brought to us. The food was good and relatively inexpensive and it was a nice time. Our waiter was from Croatia. Decatur is quite a corncucopia of life. There was a concert in the square and we walked down to a store to look around.

Finally, we ended up at the Dekalb Farmer's Market to get things for Sunday's dinner. We finally drove home and Cindy shared her pictures from Prague and Kate share her caramel cake (now that she is a baker). The day ended and everyone went to their respective corners for a cool Spring sleep (hopefully).