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This city holds a special place in my heart. It’s where I reconnected with family I haven’t seen in decades and finally met online friends that I’ve known since I was a teenager. It’s also a place where I bonded more with my oldest and closest internet friend and began healing a shattered heart (calling it broken would be an understatement). Ever since I first went to Atlanta the place gave me hometown vibes, despite me only been there twice and the first time was in 2014. Nonetheless, it still makes me excited to go even if it’s for a short time. When I come back I normally feel refreshed.

I’ve just returned home from Atlanta yesterday, and I have to say that this was the most eventful trip down South. There was great food, great sights, and great inner reflection. I met people that I have known/worked with for over a year but for this trip, I didn’t spend quality time with anyone (not on purpose but due to circumstances it ended up that way). I took in parts of the city that seem to be more “family-friendly” and “date spots.” At one point I felt very self-conscious being at a place alone, walking around watching everyone else either holding hands and taking family photos. But the feeling was short-lived when I felt that internal sense of completion of crossing something off my mental bucket list. It’s a great feeling to have the confidence to step out on your own, and even a greater feeling to accomplish something you always wanted to do. Would it be nice to have someone with me while doing these things? Of course but that’s not going to stop me from enjoying my trip, or even my life.

Also, this trip showed me my limits. On returning home I was stuck at the airport for close to 8 hours with terrible rain delays and the airline looking for my luggage. I ended up in Atlanta for an extra day and took another flight, my luggage arriving home before I even left Georgia. I learned tips for better traveling, not to mention sometimes checking bags isn’t needed for a couple of days (saving money).

Despite the setbacks, I still enjoyed my third trip down to the ATL. Do I plan to go back next year? I would like to but we shall see. Do I want to make this a yearly pilgrimage part of my self-reflection? Definitely.

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