From the reporter's notebook
Atlanta is known for the number of streets with the word “peach” in them.
Thankfully, there’s more to Atlanta than peaches.
We were there for a newspaper conference, and in the evenings there wasn’t anything going on. So it became a time to explore.
In the afternoon one day we went to the church where Martin Luther King preached on Sundays when he was in the city.
It was an old church and there were signs out front so you could tell you were at the right place. I guess the reason to go there was to say you had been there.
The evenings were full of adventure. Two nights in a row we went to Atlanta Underground, a place full of eating places and night spots.
It was a huge area, and the places were quite unique. One place you could enter on a slide that put you inside. If that was too risky you could use the stairs.
Another place was a ship floating and you entered on a gangplank.
We walked there in the evening, about a quarter-mile hike. We walked back.
We were told that this underground area was used by the confederates to treat the wounded during the war between the states.
We were also told that we shouldn’t be walking around the area at night.
One of the night spots was dinner at Pitty Pat’s Porch. We were told again that the place had its origins during the Civil War.
While waiting for a table, they put you on a balcony that overlooked the dining area. The thought, I think, was that while you were perched in a rocking chair you would order a mint julep, a special at the place. We did and I wondered what was so special about it.
As in any large city, there are many interesting things to do and places to go.
Atlanta is truly a peachy place.
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