
A suburb of northern Atlanta. Don’t tell anyone I took this picture.

They love the alphabet at the Atlanta airport. I’ve yet to learn why these are named this way.
Back home, tonight. Flew in late in the evening. Found the car’s battery did not have sufficient juice to start the drive home. The parking deck people aren’t prepared to deal with this. Apparently it hadn’t dawned on anyone this can happen.
The MARTA police are no help. The taxi drivers want to charge you. There is no decency at this time of night it seems.
But I remembered that we’ve already paid for this service. So I call AAA, and the car-jumping-van shows up 45 minutes after they said he would. He waved his parking deck ticket at me and said if this ran more than 15 minutes I was on the hook for it.
“Let’s hustle then.”
So he breaks out a tester. He has his trainee connect it. The battery, all of four months old, is found wanting. This is The Yankee’s car, so I am unimpressed with the quality of the cell. This is the battery we installed the night we moved — and you want to talk nightmare, spend some time in a dark parking lot futzing around with a battery installation while you’ve got boxes to pick up and transport — so I’m less than pleased.
He finally connects the jumper cables, while my brain is running this 15 minute clock, and we succeed in putting power to automobile. He asks me to turn the ignition off so he can complete his test. He completes his test. I’m ready to be done with this.
The car will not crank. He jumps it again. I thank them, wish them well and leave. I drive home with no incident. I parked in the garage, backwards, for the inevitable battery replacement.
Now I must go make nice with the cat, who was beginning to think she’d been abandoned at Christmas. She doesn’t understand the holiday, but she knows the big green thing with the water in the bottom and the shiny things on the side isn’t a regular feature. She also knows what a suitcase means. And I know that the first night back home means a full night of getting stomped on.