My sessions didn’t start until the afternoon, so I had all morning to wander around downtown. My hotel was just a couple blocks from Olympic Park, the Georgia Aquarium and the New World of Coke. My grandparents used to live in Atlanta so whenever John-Paul and I would go visit, Mamu would take us all over the place. We used to love going to Coke and Underground, and I haven’t been since at least high school, so I thought I would take advantage of my free morning. I was sorely displeased!
Old Coke ~ garish and loud, like any self respecting tourist spot should be…
At least they saved the sign. But it isn’t anywhere near the New World of Coke, it’s over by Underground. Ooh, and I got an Orange Julius while I was at underground… so yummy!