Wednesday, we left around 4, and drove down to Knoxville. Easy drive, and always enjoyable in the mountainous regions. The Subaru gobbles up the miles and hills without even an effort. Hotel in a small downtown Knoxville area for the night. Thursday, for sake of adventure, we headed south east on I-40 through some very hilly, curvy roads cresting at almost 3,000 feet above sea level. That was fun, and it took us to Clemson to lunch time destination of a Jack In The Box resturant. Never ate there, but heard good things. Wasn't bad, actually. Could explore the menu some if there was one locally. From there, it was down I-85 and on to Braselton, Georgia.

We arrived at the famous Road Atlanta track to park in the infield, set up chairs and enjoyed practice sessions and qualifying. Did some exploring and walking around. It's a very scenic place and having access to most everything is quite nice. Thursday night we headed back and then drove around and around and around looking for a nice dinner place. There were lots of resturants, but all the same name brand cookie cutter establishments that dot the country. It's always nice to find a local place for some grub. Unfortunetly, we did stop into two sports bars, but both had rather large "smoking allowed" signage out front. I don't want my meal to taste like nicotine. We ended up enjoying a pizza at a little sidewalk cafe next to a grocery store. It was food.

Friday, we returned to the track to watch more racing action, met up with some familar faces, and generally had a great time. It was HOT. Above 85 in both temperature and humidity. Our choice for gyros from a track side vendor proved not a wise option, but we worked through it. We left just after 5pm's last race, and headed to finally finding some local grub near the track. A steakhouse that had a 10 free wings coupon with the proof of a race day ticket. Back for a much needed hotel shower, and then to a low end movie theatre to pay high prices to watch "Inglorious Bastards". A pretty good movie.

Saturday, we were up early, and greeted to finally cooler temperatures, but with a constant drizzle. We arrived at the two hours before the beginning of the 10 hour long race, but found that the track over sold the infield parking passes, and we were turned away. It was most annoying, as we had to park in an over flow lot and make the walk to our seats. We enjoyed the start of the race as the rain was off and on, and there was drying around noon. Simi and I took a nap in the car around 2pm and by 3 were were hungry and ready to head out, knowing the track food is very expensive, but is lacking in the quality control department.

We left the track at about 4pm, and made our way to Subway for some warm meatball subs. The rain begain to come down in buckets and the thunder and lightening then stopped the race for the safety of the fans and course workers. We headed back around 6 to find it still red flagged, and everyone leaving. Parked on a hillside, and wandering around in the rain it was a lost cause, so we decided to march out with the rest around 7pm. Confirmation that the race was canceled occured at 8pm, and so it was some dinner and back to the hotel to watch college football.

Sunday, up and out to make the 9 hour drive home. Stopping along the way to stretch the legs, do some shopping, lunch, and such we arrive home to air out the soggy items, and begin the laundry marathon.

Thanks for reading.