Started out bad… set-up problems. Forgotten stuff. Marching band. It was awful. After the chaos died down a bit, it was okay. But incredibly boring. We had a horrible dinner at the Metro Diner. I whole-heartedly reccomend avoiding it at all costs. Then went for drinks. Nothing too exciting other than some great quotes from the waiter, who tried to tell me that Thousand Island is called Russian in Atlanta (and in New York) and described the Texas fries as “german.” Weird.
Tomorrow I’m on my own, so hopefully I’ll make the best of it.