| Atlanta, Georgia(Thus Begins 
                    the Journey)Excerpts from Kristy:May 24-25, 1998
  Sunday 
                    was just a monumental day. A rare time in your life when you're 
                    in the moment, and you know that you should appreciate this 
                    feeling with every fiber of your being, because it's unique 
                    and wholly special. Countless times in my life I've dreamed 
                    of not stopping to go to work or to run an errand, of just 
                    driving on to that place where the road touches the horizon. 
                    This was that time.
  My memories of leaving are bittersweet: Eager to go, scared 
                    of change. Ten hours down the road to Peach Tree City where 
                    we stayed with friends that I used to work with. Scott and 
                    Nancy were the perfect hosts. They welcomed us into their 
                    home, gave us each our own room, cooked us a big steak dinner 
                    and then took us on a tour of Atlanta so we could find our 
                    way around the next day. I'm glad that this was our first city, because Atlanta seemed 
                    much more impressive before seeing New Orleans, Las Vegas 
                    and Seattle. We stopped at the World of Coca-Cola, the CNN 
                    Building and Centennial Park, but were hard-pressed to find 
                    much else to do. We enjoyed our day in Atlanta, but I wouldn't 
                    recommend a week long vacation there, maybe a weekend.
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