The drive to Atlanta was hideous as expected; there must have been a few accidents just outside of Atlanta. I believe Grant must have gotten to Atlanta faster than us.
We went to Piccadilly Cafeteria for dinner and were pleasantly surprised. We weren’t very hungry so a few small veggie plates were a perfect cheap fast dinner.
The waitstaff was amazingly gushingly Southerly sweet.
Night one of three at La Quinta was fine. Barking dog in adjacent room, so we easily changed rooms. The shower was problematic, but quite effective once wrestled into submission. Although we’re directly next to the interstate, we heard no vehicle noise the whole time.