Travel Notes
Chick-fil-A for lunch is the best part of a layover in Atlanta.
I forgot my dress in Brooklyn for Saturday, and this produced a silent panic in the cab ride. I’m hoping for a quick shopping trip to buy a new one in Austin. I’d rather not wear these corduroys three days in a row.
It’s typical for me to bring back Salt Lick barbeque sauce to New York for friends. For my sister, I’m now a courier of Skinny Girl Margaritas to Texas.
