Tuesday, April 20, 2010

I love it

I love boarding the plane wearing my UGA shirt, looking around for that familiar logo.

I love sitting restlessly through the flight, contemplating the weekend to come.




I love looking out the airplane window as some strange, new place gradually gets larger and more detailed.


I love joking with the person at the rental car counter, asking questions like "Does your loss damage waiver cover intentional acts?" or "If you're not going to charge my credit card until I bring the car back, why should I?"

I love attaching my UGA car flag to the rental car window.

I love crusing down some new street in some new city, seeing everything for the very first time.

I love that first meal in the new place, so hungry am I after the flight and drive.

I love eating at some small, local place for said first meal, some place where I may never dine again.


I love how MapQuest leads me right to the hotel.

I love seeing a new stadium for the first time, seeing familiar faces and that familiar logo in a sea of stangers.


I love the Friday night dinner, rehashing the game and other things over cold beers.


I love going to bed on Friday night, on the soft hotel pillows and crisp hotel sheets and wondering what the next two days will bring.


I love how the hotel room soap dries out my hands. It means I'm on the road.


I love having breakfast Saturday morning at some hole in the wall.


I love exploring before the game.

I love seeing the stadium again.


I love Saturday night in a new town.


I love "get-away day", repacking, checking out, and loading "my" economy car.


I love seeing the stadium again and this time, taking a mental picture of it.


I love taking one last look around on my way out of town and marveling at how well I've gotten to "know" the place over 48 hours.


I love a quiet Sunday night dinner.


I love seeing Atlanta again through the airplane window.


I love thinking about it doing it all over again.