It’s been a little more than three weeks since my big move down South and there’s a lot I like about this city. Like this place. And here. And here, too. If you don’t live in Altanta, you may not have realized that it’s actually a foodie’s paradise. Like seriously. And it’s not just about menu items. Based on the handful of restaurants that that I’ve been to, everything feels unique, from the design aesthetic to the lighting. It’s hard to fully articulate but let’s just say you wouldn’t find a place like R. Thomas in Boston, a 24-hour diner that is essentially built from mosquito nets and uses several cages filled with birds as statement pieces.
Aside from the food, I have to admit, other things have been a little harder to adjust to. The lack of a reliable form of public transportation is certainly a bummer, as is the high humidity and the fact that patrons are allowed to smoke inside bars. Obviously New England’s well-known smoking bans have protected my clothes from smelling like cigarettes at the end of a night out - a little pet peeve of mine - and I don’t have that luxury here.
That being said, I am continuing to keep an open mind. I think what I miss most about Boston is that sense of comfort that only comes with familiarity. Atlanta definitely has a lot of potential to become a city that I’ll really like. It’s just going to take some more time to get there.