Southern Hospitality?

I have been in Atlanta for about one week and I have yet to witness this "southern hospitality".  The world outside the Fairfield Inn seems harsh and the staff here have been so great that you don't even feel like leaving the comforts of the hotel.  When I first arrived to the Atlanta airport I was hoping to witness some "southern hospitality" when my bag came out onto the baggage claim area.  With the hustle and bustle of that airport, I realized that no one was going to lend a hand to this pregnant one.   I had to fight off the crowd, run halfway around the baggage claim for an opening and struggle to get the bag off the belt.  As a business traveler, it was a tough job packing for 2 weeks and trying to keep the bag under 30 lbs. but luckily I managed it without toppling over.   

The traffic here is unbelievable and the stories that the locals tell are endless.  I feel like I'm in a real life game of Frogger trying to get across the street to get something to eat around here. This weekend some of my colleagues and I are going to tour around Atlanta.  Maybe the weekend activities will shed some new light on this crazy city.

Baby Butterball has been quite content this week.  There is very little stress since I'm not in the daily grind and I have an endless supply of goodies to eat.  Usually I am running around the hotel putting out fires that I don't notice how active he is.  Sitting in the boardroom all day trying to soak in as much information as I can is difficult when my belly is going up and down.  I have been sleeping great here up until last night when I experienced another dreaded leg cramp.  It's been a couple of weeks since I've had one that I forgot the best way to get out of them.  All this information that I've been taking in during the conference has clouded my memory.  As I tried to get out of it, the pain doubled, I jumped up awake and forgot where I was for the moment.  Another pitfall of business travel...waking up and not recalling where you are.