Birmingham to Atlanta
IHOP for breakfast. I had to have Pigs in Blankets (sausages wrapped in pancakes), and Debbie had choc-chip pancakes. We didn't finish them, and we swore we wouldn't need to eat again today.
We considered going to that Industrial museum, but time was ticking on, we were going to lose an hour moving from Alabama's Central Time to Georgia's Eastern Time. Instead we got on US-78 towards Atlanta.
On last night's TV we saw an advert for an non-prescription pill called "Chaser" that you take between drinking and sleeping, to prevent hangovers. It's sold at Rite-Aid and Walgreens, so we kept an eye out for either so we could investigate. We suspect a catch. Debbie's guessing the instructions will advise "do not consume more than three units of alcohol", while my guess is "side effects may include dry mouth, headaches and nausea".
Unfortunately, we passed a Rite-Aid, decided not to turn back because we'd see loads more, then didn't see anything all day.
The roads were very pretty: we were often on hillsides with views into wooded valleys or fields.
What we wanted in Atlanta was a hotel near a cinema. Kill Bill Volume 2 comes out today. We used our elite powers of map driven inference to find a likely area, and this led to a great deal of fruitless driving around on unpleasant urban roads. On a more positive side, we also saw some very nice suburbs of Atlanta. Where the rich people live, I suspect.
We stopped at a mall that looked like it might contain a cinema. It didn't. We were lured by their food court and its Tokyo Express. It wasn't cordon bleu, but it was tasty. During the course of the meal, a shred of meat lodged itself between my teeth. I will leave you in suspense about what happened to it.
Just as we'd given up guessing where there might be hotels, and decided to head for the area near the airport where we stayed when we arrived, we stumbled on a Hampton Inn and checked into it. The man at check-in told us where there was a cinema (in a mall!), and I got our tickets booked on the room phone.
Kill Bill came to a satisfactory conclusion.
On our return to the hotel, I successfully removed the lodged piece of meat with some floss. Now we're preparing for tomorrow: the flight home.