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Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Guest Post: Peachtree Roadies

Today is a very special day here at Floating Along... not only is this my 200th post on the blog (!), but more importantly this is also my very first guest post! Meg and Kelly are two of my good friends here in Atlanta, and they just started their very own blog at Peachtree Roadies. It's a new favorite must-read of mine and I hope you will enjoy their blog as much as I do. They share my love for strong drinks, great friends, and nearest and dearest to my heart: traveling. Bo and I just returned from a two and a half week trip to Vietnam, and as usual, it will take me a while to sort through the 800+ pictures I took. So until I can put together a few posts of my own, Kelly is here today to share her passion for traveling the world, its significance to her friendships and marriage, and the importance of compromise.






Travel and Relationships: Leave the Rose-colored Glasses at Home

“I have found out that there ain’t no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.” – Mark Twain

I couldn’t agree more! We're all about travel here on Peachtree Roadies - I mean it's in our tagline, so we must be serious.

Growing up, I traveled a good bit with my family. We took whole family beach trips with our cousins, and my grandparents took us to places like Savannah, Maine and Canada to give my parents a break. To keep my sister and me out of trouble over high school and college spring breaks, my parents twisted our arms with trips to St. Croix and Aruba. However, it wasn’t until right after my senior year of college when I first traveled to Europe to visit my bestie (and NYC fragrance maven) Stephanie as she was wrapping up her study abroad trip in France. We traveled for about two weeks together, and despite one missed flight, a dreadful overnight train ride, and a few moments of wanting to kill each other, we are still friends to this day and will forever be connected by that trip.


Throwback to Notre Dame in Paris

Throwback to Munich - I have NO idea why we are drinking margs instead of beer!



It was after that trip that I realized that you REALLY get to know people when you travel together, whether you are just traveling for a quick weekend trip or weeks at a time. When you travel, you're basically living with the person or people, sometimes in cramped quarters, and sometimes in a foreign place, which can lead to awkward and often uncomfortable situations if everyone isn't on the same page.

Luckily, Brian and I started traveling together pretty early into our relationship - I needed to know early on if he was "travel companion material." We took our first trip to Hilton Head for about 3 nights/4 days and we drove. No less than a couple hours into the trip, I fell asleep in the car. I can't help it, driving in the car on long trips just puts me to sleep, which is awesome when you don't have to help navigate, but no good when your new BF expects you to talk to him to whole trip. He has since gotten over it and I've since done my best not to zonk out the entire time we are on road trips.

Throwback to HHI circa 2009


After nearly 2 years of dating, we took a BIG trip to Hawaii, which is also where we got engaged, so it goes down in the books as one of our best.trips.ever. That trip included a LONG cross-country flight and major time changes. Again, what do I like to do on planes? Sleep! The second we take off, I am out (no medication required). My fiancee-to-be was super nervous the whole flight because he had the ring in his carry-on laptop bag (which I never could have guessed based on how protective he was being over it....so sneaky ;)), and of course wanted to talk the whole flight. Now, when we take long distance flights, I try to warn him if I'm going to try to sleep or not, and he tends to watch movies or play on his computer.

Throwback to the night we got engaged in Hawaii



What I am trying to get at is that travel is ALL about compromises (not sure if I've really documented the best examples here, but I'm sure you get it). This may seem obvious, but I have come to find that compromise is a HUGE part of marriage (whether when traveling or at home). When planning a trip, you have to figure out a lot of things with your travel partner upfront - where are you going to go? how are you going to get there? how are you going to get around once you get there? what activities are you going to prioritize while you're there? how many bags are you going to bring? what kind of clothes are you going to pack? can we drink the water? who is going to watch our beloved Louie? - and the list goes on and on once you actually get to where you're going. Plus, many decisions made while traveling are on the spot (unless you're on one of those pre-organized tours, I suppose), and if you can't be flexible and compromise with your travel partner, you are in for a rocky trip.
  


On our honeymoon in Santorini



One decision that we tend to make when planning trips is renting a car (even on our honeymoon). We love to be able to drive around, take little detours, and generally travel at our own pace as much as possible. On the other hand, driving in foreign countries can also be extremely STRESSFUL, especially when your husband is attempting to go 100s of kilometers over the speed limit on the autobahn in a shaky rental car. Or, when we're driving around windy mountain roads in the middle-of-nowhere Greece and a tour bur almost knocks us off the side of the cliff. So, we usually compromise and split up the trip between driving and no driving; however, it's taken a couple trips to make that decision.






The bottom line for me about travel is that it can be great for your marriage if you are 60% on the same page about how to spend the trip, and you're BOTH able to compromise the other 40%. I am happy to lie on the beach for hours on end, Brian wants to be in the water 24/7. Brian likes to drive, and I like to sleep :) We both LOVE to try the local food and beverage. And of course, we both absolutely LOVE any excuse to get away to a new place. Some people don't like the stress of the unknown, and that's okay. Travel isn't for everyone, but it is definitely for us, and I hope it always will be. Seeing new places and things will never get old for me, and Brian and I are definitely on the same page there when it comes to that.

--Kelly




Wednesday, March 5, 2014

The Big 3-0

I'm thirty!

Holy crap. How did that happen?!

In all seriousness, 30 has been pretty great so far. For my actual birthday, Bo and I went to dinner at Sotto Sotto, an Italian restaurant right down the street from us that had been on our must-go-to list for far too long. It exceeded all our expectations which is saying a lot since we had it pretty hyped up. And to top it off, they offered a complimentary birthday dessert - the way to my heart.

A few of my favorite things: wine, meats & cheeses, tuna, seafood risotto, duck ragu, and veal chop. Delicious!



It's no secret, I love birthdays. Mine, yours, anyone's. And really any excuse for any kind of celebration. My twenties were filled with mostly keg parties and big group dinners with girlfriends and fancy dinners with Bo to celebrate my birthday. I've spent almost every birthday of the past decade (plus a few more) with Adrienne, my birthday buddy. We are exactly one week apart so we've had many joint birthday parties over the years. Last year, we closed out our twenties on her golden birthday when I visited her in Chicago. Lucky for me she moved to Atlanta a few months ago so this time neither of us had to travel. And as much as we would have loved another big birthday blow-out to ring in our thirties, we instead decided to have a small family-style weekend. How mature. We must be thirty after all. 



The Atlanta Winter Beerfest at the Masquerade was over the weekend in between our birthdays, which we clearly took as a sign that we must attend. It is not to be confused with the Winter Beer Carnival where we nearly died of frostbite two years ago, since it was held outside (they finally wised up and moved that one to the springtime this year). I promised Leslie this one was different and that it would be better, so I crossed my fingers and it turned out to be pretty awesome. They had a great setup in all the different rooms inside, with tented/heated areas outside, plenty of beer for everyone, and live music. It was such a fun day.




Adrienne's cousins flew in for the weekend, as well as my siblings and their significant others. I didn't realize it until later but it was actually the first time Leslie, Mike, Paul, Sarah, Bo and I were all in Atlanta together. I couldn't have asked for a better birthday crew! (Leslie took the only group photo of us so I'll add that in later otherwise I'll never get around to posting this! hint, hint, darling sister, last minute notice I know, pleaseandthankyou)



Leslie has visited me in Atlanta every year around my birthday, and almost every year it happens to be the coldest weekend of the entire year. I'm not sure why she keeps coming back, but I'm glad that she does. Thankfully this year it was a pretty mild weekend before all the snowstorms came through (that would have been epically disastrous for these Floridians...). And hopefully by next year she will once again forget that it's winter in January.




We also ran into a bunch of Chi O girlfriends from college, and as the birthday song goes "may you drink a hundred beers..." Obviously.  No coincidence that we always seem to reunite at these beer festivals. Cheers, ladies!




After the beerfest, we came home and ordered pizza before heading out to Highland Tap. They make great martinis and it was definitely a "thirties" bar as compared to our regular spots here in town. It was a welcome change. 

Shots! Ummm sorry kids, I'm not 21 anymore... haha

Our last stop of the night was to the Clermont Lounge , a classy landmark establishment in Atlanta. No pictures are allowed, which is unfortunate because we had a celebrity sighting! Jennifer Lawrence and Liam Hemsworth were also there that night (clearly to wish us a happy birthday! kidding). But it's probably a good thing we have no pictures from this point on. *Some* of us may have had a few too many beverages...and some others didn't quite make it the entire night... I won't name any names, but in the end we all survived.  :)  And it was glaringly obvious to me that I am definitely the oldest in the family. Seeing as I am the only one to have learned my limits over the years, I made sure to have a water in between each drink, and was the least hungover the next day. Dear 30, I am ready for you!



Every other year people wish a generic happy birthday. This year, most people wished me a happy thirtieth birthday and seemed to have something to say about it - opinions, stories, advice, etc. The funniest thing to me was that generally, everyone under 30 told me I was getting old and asked if I was sad to no longer be in my twenties, and everyone who was 30+ told me how my thirties will be even better than my twenties. I have a feeling the best is yet to come :)