Travel Tattoo

Saturday consists of trying to keep up with the busiest girl I know, trips to Quicktrip, Bank of America, Taqueria Del Sol (If you're going to be in Atlanta you should treat yourself to a couple fish tacos ;-)), a trip to the most monotonous mall in Atlanta, drinks at the Fox Sports Grill, getting random men to sing Happy Birthday to Tabitha and weaving through traffic trying to make it to dinner.. ok pause:

DINNER: it was @ Straits Atlanta, a Singaporean cuisine spot in Atlanta's Midtown owned by Rapper Ludacris in partnership with Chef Chris Yeo. The restaurant opened here in April. A dimly lit, very modern spot, yet sexy and sleek. There is a full bar near the entrance and a lounge area on the first level. We dined upstairs, after climbing a full flight of stairs (thanks Luda and co. for ensuring the burning of all calories consumed before leaving the building) we were taken to our area, it was fitting for the occassion. The food was good, spicy, advententurous and fun if I'm allowed to use such words to describe food. All in all it was a good experience. The service get's a needs improvement and though the ambiance is meant to be warm and inviting it's actually pretty cold in there!!! Lastly, the music did not necessarily match the atmosphere but I guess that's what you get when Singaporean meets Hip-Hop's own Ludacris.

Immediately following dinner we were on our was to Atl's 'Dreamz' nightclub. Upon arrival we quickly noticed the entire city draped around the venue in what seemed to be a line, literally draped around the venue. Not too excited about the line we hung out in the vehicle for a couple minutes before joining the line of unknowns. So far from my normal semi-VIP experiences, I patiently waited engaging in small talk with my friends. Once inside, I realized I may have preferred standing in line. But that didn't last too long, I tuned out the bootleg dancers strategically placed throughout the large space turned nightclub, and the night ended up being all good. A bunch of regular people trying to have a good time and with that in an instant I got in touch with my inner appreciation for VIP lines, list, sections and shameless high-maintence individuals superciliously claiming to be on the master list.

Atlanta, I promise we will unite as one in the years to come but New York has my heart so my impromptu visits will have to do for now...