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This site is a member of WebRing. To browse visit here. Wednesday, September 27, 2006 Trapped in a handicapped stall in Underground Atlanta What do you do with a handicapped man who requires assistance in the bathroom? You take him into the ladies' room. You stick your head in the door to make sure the room is unoccupied, push the wheelchair like hell for the handicapped stall to get him out of sight before anyone does come in, and there you stay until the room is again empty--or at least until no one is in the common area--and then you make another dash for the door. This morning, Clarence and I were trapped in the ladies' room handicapped stall in Underground Atlanta for almost half an hour, as a string of women and children filed in and out. The final occupant stood at the wash basins washing and rinshing her hands for a good five minutes, while we waited behind the handicapped stall door with increasing impatience for our chance to escape.I haven't mentioned anything about Atlanta, due to another pile of work that has kept my nose to the grindstone. Fortunately, the workload eased up and made it possible to take off for a week. I had decided earlier in the summer that I wanted to attend a couple of Atlanta Braves baseball games, and the last week of September seemed like the best time to go. I hadn't planned to haul Clarence along with me, but he wanted to go, and it was cheaper to take him than to hire someone to stay with him. So here we are, revisiting places that I used to take the kids when I lived here years ago and finding new ones, doing the tourist stuff.We spent most of yesterday with Terry, my prime contractor, doing computer and work-related things and going out for lunch to a lovely restaurant in a century-old house. Last night we ate at Dante's Down the Hatch, a fondue restaurant in Buckhead that I had gone to once in the early 70's, soon after it opened. It was as good as I remembered. Half of a huge carvel-built 18th century ship in the middle, with multiple levels of galleries surrounding it, and a wide choice of meat and vegetable fondue meals. A jazz trio for entertainment, and cheesecake for dessert. Clarence complained that they didn't have steak on the menu, but I promised him steak tonight at the game.This morning we went to Underground Atlanta, another place I used to take the kids when they were babies. It has changed a lot, of course, not much more than a high-end shopping mall, but it was fun. I bought souvenirs and we had lunch in an Irish pub--quesadillas and Guinness for me, which might seem like an odd combination, but went well together.I had wanted to go to Fernback Science Center this afternoon, but Clarence was worn out, so we went back to the hotel. Tomorrow we'll visit the aquarium and take a tour of the CNN center, and go to another game. Friday we'll start back home, with no particular time table in mind, just meandering back more or less northward on non-interstate roads. And then next week, it will be back to the same old grind, because in the first two days I was away from home, three new batches of inspections came through. Oh well. It'll be a good Christmas, since most of it will be paid in December and January. posted by Liz @ 2:12 PM | The template is set to display 10 posts. 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What do you do with a handicapped man who requires assistance in the bathroom? You take him into the ladies' room. You stick your head in the door to make sure the room is unoccupied, push the wheelchair like hell for the handicapped stall to get him out of sight before anyone does come in, and there you stay until the room is again empty--or at least until no one is in the common area--and then you make another dash for the door. This morning, Clarence and I were trapped in the ladies' room handicapped stall in Underground Atlanta for almost half an hour, as a string of women and children filed in and out. The final occupant stood at the wash basins washing and rinshing her hands for a good five minutes, while we waited behind the handicapped stall door with increasing impatience for our chance to escape.I haven't mentioned anything about Atlanta, due to another pile of work that has kept my nose to the grindstone. Fortunately, the workload eased up and made it possible to take off for a week. I had decided earlier in the summer that I wanted to attend a couple of Atlanta Braves baseball games, and the last week of September seemed like the best time to go. I hadn't planned to haul Clarence along with me, but he wanted to go, and it was cheaper to take him than to hire someone to stay with him. So here we are, revisiting places that I used to take the kids when I lived here years ago and finding new ones, doing the tourist stuff.We spent most of yesterday with Terry, my prime contractor, doing computer and work-related things and going out for lunch to a lovely restaurant in a century-old house. Last night we ate at Dante's Down the Hatch, a fondue restaurant in Buckhead that I had gone to once in the early 70's, soon after it opened. It was as good as I remembered. Half of a huge carvel-built 18th century ship in the middle, with multiple levels of galleries surrounding it, and a wide choice of meat and vegetable fondue meals. A jazz trio for entertainment, and cheesecake for dessert. Clarence complained that they didn't have steak on the menu, but I promised him steak tonight at the game.This morning we went to Underground Atlanta, another place I used to take the kids when they were babies. It has changed a lot, of course, not much more than a high-end shopping mall, but it was fun. I bought souvenirs and we had lunch in an Irish pub--quesadillas and Guinness for me, which might seem like an odd combination, but went well together.I had wanted to go to Fernback Science Center this afternoon, but Clarence was worn out, so we went back to the hotel. Tomorrow we'll visit the aquarium and take a tour of the CNN center, and go to another game. Friday we'll start back home, with no particular time table in mind, just meandering back more or less northward on non-interstate roads. And then next week, it will be back to the same old grind, because in the first two days I was away from home, three new batches of inspections came through. Oh well. It'll be a good Christmas, since most of it will be paid in December and January.
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