So I’m only…April, May, June, July, August, September…six months behind on my blogging! Yay, me! I say this because these photos and this trip happened early in April of this year, so yeah…a few trips behind by now.
Oh, well, you forgive me, right? You da best! Muah!
I do get out sometimes…amazingly enough, and when I do, I am now compulsive about taking photos of my journey. Whatever I’m doing, I’m always looking for a photo-op. Unfortunately, my aged brain sometimes forgets an important detail…like BRING THE GOOD CAMERA, TRASH!
On my trip to Atlanta last Spring, for some reason–like I was so busy Spring cleaning for some special friends coming my way soon and so excited I was getting out of the house and having company in the same week!!–I completely didn’t even think of taking my camera to Atlanta. (I’m a little scared of how bad this old person stuff is actually going to get.)
No problemo! Voila!
Fortunately for me, cell phone companies and marketing geniuses are one step ahead of me. That’s why I pay a ridiculous amount of money so I’ll have this little safety net of electronic abilities when I realize I’ve done something really unfortunate, like gotten lost, forgotten to tell someone something important, or if my car breaks down, runs out of gas, or blows a tire.
Or I forgot to bring my good camera.
My friends, cell phone cameras aren’t too bad, and the subjects of these still photos are so lovely, even me and Motorola can’t ruin them.
[Click to enlarge; twice if you want close-up.]
The video was a little harder. I know I’ve been chastised for making excuses before, and rightly so, but I truly hadn’t spent much time operating my cell phone video-camera–you’ll notice. Luckily for me, these other-world creatures earn me some slack–and I have caught the magic of the Giant Manta Ray dance, so it’s all good!
So let’s get to it
If you haven’t been to Atlanta, it qualifies as a big city. I went to an art school there an eon or so ago and I’m not inexperienced driving in tough traffic; but I can tell you it is daunting, so if you make the trip be prepared to die on the main roads going in or out. Really.
[You can click on the photos to enlarge, twice if you like extreme close-ups.]
I did love the night skyline, with the pretty lit buildings, as much as I could see them with all the other tall buildings blocking my views.
The doubled-up classic architecture sitting on top of a modern building, on the right, is my fav because it’s just too weird, right?
I have no idea who owns these buildings, by the way, unless they say so in big logos..
Finally, as I’ve already mentioned in a former blog about my night in Atlanta, there was a lovely park across the street. It was deserted for the most part, but late in the night I wandered out to take some photos and found one solitary soul who seemed none too worried about that.
Who knew downtown dies after dark?
The blues of a city night….
It’s different, falling asleep in a city not your own.
But morning came, and my friends and I did what tourists do best: we visited a major tourist draw, the Georgia Aquarium.
The Georgia Aquarium, plus about ten thousand people
After the best continental breakfast I’ve ever had, complete with the lovely company of my friends, off we go into the wild, aqua yonder, in search of sharks, whales, and a parking space. Since looking for the parking space took all my attention, all I can say about the Aquarium’s exterior is it has lots of parking deck and line-forming abilities. Tickets cost us about $35, give or take; we only inched our way through the line for about half an hour and then we were in. Jostling our way through an ocean of people. (I think it was Spring Break in the ATL.)
This is from a second floor balcony; the main attractions surround a central area.
This is a changing projection of some kind.
Did I mention it was crowded? I personally body-slammed a few small children myself.
Inside, it wasn’t that bad, really. As long as you don’t mind a lot of people in small spaces. I could have stayed all day, but we did have other things to do, so we hit the most popular exhibits, beginning with the Ocean Voyager, where the really big fish are.
The long window on the right grabs the crowds as you walk in. I patiently elbowed enough people out-of-the-way to finally get a couple of shots and a video from what turned out to be the side view of the huge tank.
One is mesmerized immediately.
Some of these big fish are real picture hogs.
Then I saw something that I wasn’t expecting–maybe I am a rustic, after all: divers in with those whale sharks! So I remembered my video-capacity and a few clicks later was videotaping what I was sure would be a blood bath. Luckily, nobody died that day; so as long as you don’t get seasick, no need to fear.
[Did I mention the screaming children? Turn down your sound.]
I’ll continue this in part 2, so our computers don’t crash.