I'm at a generic hotel where the wireless isn't, but it's free. It's hot outside, even at 9pm. I've been to Peachtree & West Paces Ferry to see some of the historical houses, but I couldn't get a flavor for the real history on short notice. I've also been to a Fry's here.
I also visited Chickamauga battlefield where it was even hotter. A lot of memorials dot the area of the battle's progress; the veterans themselves constructed many of them. There are a variety of cannon on display here, from both sides of the conflict. One is reminded of Stephen Ambrose's Red Badge of Courage when standing before them.
I like Georgia well. It's been a long time since I was here, and I remember it being hot back then, too. Being a damned Yankee, it's taken me a while to realize that I like the south as well or better than most other places in the US. It kind of reminds me of Oregon back in the 1970s when the Californians had only just begun to migrate in and turn the state upside down.
Atlanta itself is a bit like the LA of the south. The traffic here is unbearable, so I wouldn't actually want to commute anywhere near this place.
Southern women tend to be more feminine than their northern counterparts. I'll miss that in a few days when I'm back home.