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Monday, February 11, 2013

I really like my job, even when it doesn't send me to Atlanta for three nights in a hotel to attend a conference on a topic that I care about deeply.

When it does, I like it even more. 

The trip flew by.  There was much more to discuss at the conference and much more of Atlanta to see.  But, I thoroughly enjoyed the time I had, on both counts, before flying back to my guys.

A quick overview, collage-style:  (If you follow me on Instagram this is Old News.)

From top left:  (1) Yes, I really got A 01.  It was awesome.  (2) Amazing cheese course at Restaurant Eugene.  (3) Amazing pork belly and braised winter vegetables, also at Restaurant Eugene.  (4) Tornado weather obscuring my view of Coca Cola Park.  (5) Me, at the High Museum.  (6) Atlanta Symphony Hall.  (7)  Yup, the High Museum.  (8)  A work of art that really spoke to me.  (9) The amazing Lichtenstein house outside the museum.  So. Totally. Cool.
What did I learn (or remember)?  MARTA works.  The High Museum rocks.  I love art.  Atlanta is big.  The drivers there are better than the drivers in Austin (not saying much).  Absence does make the heart grow fonder.  

I hope something makes your heart fond today.

Talk soon,
Heather

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Monday, February 11, 2013

atlanta

I really like my job, even when it doesn't send me to Atlanta for three nights in a hotel to attend a conference on a topic that I care about deeply.

When it does, I like it even more. 

The trip flew by.  There was much more to discuss at the conference and much more of Atlanta to see.  But, I thoroughly enjoyed the time I had, on both counts, before flying back to my guys.

A quick overview, collage-style:  (If you follow me on Instagram this is Old News.)

From top left:  (1) Yes, I really got A 01.  It was awesome.  (2) Amazing cheese course at Restaurant Eugene.  (3) Amazing pork belly and braised winter vegetables, also at Restaurant Eugene.  (4) Tornado weather obscuring my view of Coca Cola Park.  (5) Me, at the High Museum.  (6) Atlanta Symphony Hall.  (7)  Yup, the High Museum.  (8)  A work of art that really spoke to me.  (9) The amazing Lichtenstein house outside the museum.  So. Totally. Cool.
What did I learn (or remember)?  MARTA works.  The High Museum rocks.  I love art.  Atlanta is big.  The drivers there are better than the drivers in Austin (not saying much).  Absence does make the heart grow fonder.  

I hope something makes your heart fond today.

Talk soon,
Heather
 
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