Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover:
Every year since 1999 my wife Anne and I have taken a trip to a different part of the United States and visited attractions, wonders, and events we didn’t have back home in Indianapolis. From 1999 to 2003 we did so as best friends; from 2004 to the present, as husband and wife. My son tagged along from 2003 until 2013 when he ventured off to college. We’ve taken two trips by airplane, but are much happier when we’re the ones behind the wheel — charting our own course, making unplanned stops anytime we want, availing ourselves of slightly better meal options, and keeping or ruining our own schedule as dictated by circumstances or whims. We’re the Goldens. It’s who we are and what we do.
For years we’ve been telling friends in other states that we’d one day do Atlanta’s Dragon Con, one of the largest conventions in America that isn’t in California or New York. We’d been in Atlanta, but we hadn’t really done Atlanta. Hence this year’s vacation, in which we aimed for a double proficiency in Atlanta tourism and over-the-top Dragon Con goodness. Before we went to D*C, there was the road trip to get there, and the good times to be had before the great times at the big show.
Sooner or later, every stay in a city far from home must end. After our days at Dragon Con were up, it was time to pack our bags and hit the road Sunday morning. Atlanta left us with a treasure trove of new memories, photos, experiences, successes, regrets, and idea what to do next time we’re in town. That may not be anytime soon, but I’ll die dissatisfied if we never return. Before we move onward toward the inevitable miniseries finale, here’s a gallery of various sights that caught our eye around town, including a few outtakes and one surprisingly happy accident.