A smarter person would not leave the office later than usual, especially knowing that laundry has to be done, and then go out for dinner in Decatur. I am not nearly handsome enough to warrant my ignorance.
Waschsalon Time
I was enormously pleased to not only find a parking space in front of the Waschsalon, but also the necessary machines for my week’s worth of laundry vacant. Into the washer. Into the dryer. Fold. Go.
Perhaps the only oddity of my time at the Waschsalon last evening was watching a man put at least six dryer sheets into every dryer he used. He was dispensing dryer sheets like rappers peel off hundred dollar bills from a stack. I confess to being cheap, and love the smell of “freshness” provided by dryer sheets, but I can’t understand this extravagance.
Dinner In Decatur? Sure, Why Not
I knew that I didn’t have much food in the ITP Estate, why would I since I won’t be there to eat it for awhile, so I tried to go eat somewhere I haven’t been for some time. I drove all the way to Decatur to eat at The Marlay House, only I didn’t eat there.
Though tiny, I like that The Marlay House has its own parking lot, which was full when I arrived. I went to drive around the back to park in the “additional parking” (as the sign instructed) only to find a barricade blocking its entrance. I made a three-point turn and headed elsewhere.
Plan B was Twain’s, which has the same parking restrictions as The Marlay House. Had someone not vacated a spot as I entered their lot I would have been thinking about Plan C. I secured my parking space, and then a seat at the bar where I proceeded to have a couple of beers and dinner during the time I should have been home packing.
It was Team Trivia night at Twain’s last night, and the solo player seated two stools from me had no hope of winning.
Very first question: “Which cigarette company used the slogan ‘You’ve come a long way baby.'”
He did not the answer was “Virginia Slims” until I told him.
Third question: “Who was the comic counterpart to Mutt?”
He looked at me in astonishment when I told him the answer was “Jeff”.
By the end of the second round he was well out of the running and I needed to go home.
Where In The World Are My Euros?
I remember removing the spread of coins from my desk where they sat for over eight months. I remember separating the Euro coins from the American ones. I remember stacking and counting the Euro coins, totaling something around 12€. For the life of me I cannot remember what I did with them after that. I remember thinking about, but never actually purchasing, a coin purse.
Jesus Christ in two days I have mentioned galoshes and coin purses like it’s 1945.
Fortunately I did remember where I stored the paper Euros I had leftover from my last visit. Knowing that I would be returning to Germany this year I decided not to incur the hassle of converting them back to real money upon my return to The States last year.
One Cannot Pack And Watch “Top Chef” Simultaneously
Fact.
This explains why I was up past 11:00pm packing last night, and am still not done. I am so close to finishing my rewatch of “Top Chef: Charleston” before I leave tomorrow! I will finish packing today after taking one more gander at the weather forecasted for Germany.
Make it a great Tuesday.
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
Day one of Debbie out of town went well with only one minor snafu, courtesy of Brownie. Sunday evening, I made dinner and breakfast for the horses and left the buckets in their spot with Post-its in each noting whose breakfast it was. Last night, in preparing dinner and todays breakfast, there was a bucket and note missing. Not sure what the lady had done with any of the buckets (we have plenty) I used other buckets and made another note. As everyone got fed and taken out to the pasture for the evening, I was getting the dogs in the house when I looked over to Brownie’s stash and there, complete with feed and note, was Gus’s bucket. Brown had been out Sunday night and decided he wanted the bucket for his collection. That dog…
Lola seems less frightened of me, though she again spent the night in her box rather than in the bedroom. She seems to respond better to ” Let’s go out and pee” rather than “Let’s go outside”. Interesting.
-FP
Love the Brown Man!
Brownie really is the most interesting dog ever.
I have never been to The Marlay House and, wow, it’s been ages since Twain’s! Do they have any decent home brews going right now?
You must be so excited. I know how I am before vacations — it’s so hard to want to do anything else. You leave tomorrow and come back when? Will we have a hiatus from InsideThePerimeter or are you going to find some time to blog?
Excited and nervous. I know that my German is not ready for Prime Time, though I will try…
I like Twain’s beers. I had their Familia IPA last night, which had a good amount of bitterness — which I love. I was going to try their American Pale Ale, but decided that I should head home instead.
There will be daily(ish) updates of the blog. I hope to take and post photos of my journey. Germany/Austria are six hours ahead of the Eastern Time Zone, so I should be able to post something before you are all awake. 🤓
“Jesus Christ in two days I have mentioned galoshes and coin purses like it’s 1945.” Good one, Paulie. This is why I read this space.
For some reason I had a feeling you might enjoy that tidbit.
I guess I’m far more predictable than I like to admit.
“I have never been to The Marlay House….”
What? What?
In “ITP Blog Trivia for 10 points…” I would have missed that one. 🙂
While traveling, blogging time being at a premium is understandable.
However, a brief update with “What I did yesterday and what I plan for tomorrow…” would be very interesting. Throwing in a “Silly American in Germany…” anecdote, if time allows, would be a bonus.
Have a fun trip and who knows (“Mom I met that special someone. Yeah, an American on holiday! Er spricht sehr wenig deutsch!” 🙂
https://www.flickr.com/photos/hamwithcam/172645852/
73 de JG/HamWithCam
In other news:
“German firm Newport has big plans to revitalize downtown Atlanta”
“A German development firm has acquired more than two dozen historic downtown buildings, with plans to buy about a dozen more, in a $200 million plan to bring the largely vacant and boarded up structures south of the Five Points MARTA station back to their former glory.”
http://www.myajc.com/news/local/german-firm-newport-has-big-plans-revitalize-downtown-atlanta/50ziqjU95QJWlRRElR239L/
73 de JG/HamWithCam
I wish them good luck! Except for gub’ment, there isn’t a whole lot happening South of Five Points until you get to Castleberry Hill. Maybe that’s what is needed- somebody to just buy it up and start over.
Yeah… it was really a quiet deal until it was done. There is still some concern over it. I think there were public lands (streets and such) that were sold to the private market? Not sure. But I’m hoping to find out more at this meeting here in a couple weeks:
https://www.facebook.com/events/323438811413467/?acontext=%7B%22ref%22%3A%222%22%2C%22ref_dashboard_filter%22%3A%22upcoming%22%2C%22action_history%22%3A%22%5B%7B%5C%22surface%5C%22%3A%5C%22dashboard%5C%22%2C%5C%22mechanism%5C%22%3A%5C%22main_list%5C%22%2C%5C%22extra_data%5C%22%3A%5B%5D%7D%5D%22%7D
(yikes, I hope that obnoxious link works)
Link worked. 🙂
And boo! I can’t read that article. 🙁 Apparently I have reached my “4 free articles for the month” and, yeah. Don’t feel like paying AJC for anything.
Copy the article address to the clipboard and then open an Incognito window, as it’s called in Chrome, sometimes called Private Browsing or something else in other browsers. That should get you right around the AJC’s top-flight security.
very interesting……… I think the City office Allan is working in now is in that area.
he said it isn’t very nice.
When the Marlay lot is full I always park at the post office. “Always” being ironic as I don’t think I’ve been there in a couple years, although it used to be a favorite haunt of mine.
Dang, I wish I’d thought of giving you my leftover euros. We’re going to Scotland in August but of course they are on the pound. Probably have upwards of 10 euros lying around.