Today we geared up for last day of service, sleeping in till the very last possible minute that we could. This week was absolutely amazing but was very tiring at the same time. Half of our group went to Café 458 and the other went to the EDGE. The Café 548 group had a great time! We were welcomed by Linda, who was a stern but fun, personable volunteer. She kept us on track with grilled chicken and fried pork chops! At the end of our shift the head of Café 458 presented our group with a certificate of appreciation, goodie bags, and hugs! We left feeling all warm and fuzzy inside.
We then went downtown to check out the gargantuan Bank of America building and get some lunch. As we were walking downtown a man drove by and yelled MIZ at us! We replied with the appropriate response. The other group, at the EDGE, had a pretty slow day we were told, Laureen got to tan while walking around and her and Brett had a great heart to heart with a man named Larry and were told his dream of discovering diamonds. When they weren't chatting it up with the people at the EDGE they also were able to help sort the summer clothes, do some data entry, and some much needed organizing around the building.
After we regrouped at the house, we all passed out for some much needed R&R. Once we were up we made a valiant attempt to go to a community BBQ we had been told about but they had more grills than people were actually there so we didn't end up staying long. We instead decided to go down the street to the Atlanta city fair! This was also somewhat of a disappointment. It was in a parking lot about the size of half of a football field if that and the ride choices were either spinning rides, spinning rides while being spun two different directions, or spinning rides that spun faster than the spinning rides that spin two different directions. After we had queezed ourselves out, rocked out to Justin Bieber in the fun house, and got judged by a cop for eating a large bag of cotton candy and funnel cake, we decided it was time to go back to our little home and feast upon the leftovers we had. So now as we gorge ourselves one last time before we bid ado to the ATL, we are writing one last time to say goodbye and that we had a blast leaving our mark on the city of Atlanta!
Deuces and Skookums from the ATL
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