I’m back from a whirlwind trip to the Haven Conference in Atlanta. I went for DIY inspiration and to support KariAnne’s #soclosetoamazing BIG news. It’s ironic the title of her book because I don’t think my sister and I came close to amazing during our adventures of traffic and travel.
We came close to killing each other. Correction: one of us (she) came close to ditching the other one (me). So she is farther away from this close to amazing, than me.
This is how two sisters navigated traffic to get to Atlanta to attend the Haven Conference. And, we both lived to tell about it so I am using my blog as a platform to share my version of the sisterhood of traffic and travel.
before the traffic jam
I flew to Knoxville (Tennessee) to see my sister, brother in law and their niece who is staying with them during a summer internship. Knoxville was my first leg of the trip so my sister and I could travel together to Atlanta.
I now refer to Lindsay as my half-niece. I got to know my super cool niece when she offered to do our makeup the night before the traffic jam.
My brother-in-law, an award winning journalist and news anchor, captured a moment of bliss, more we headed into the silent abyss of a confined space on wheels. I love this photo.
Sidenote: My sister and I do not like photos of ourselves so it’s a big deal it’s in here. That’s what hanging out with a 21-year-old will do to your spirit…. we should have taken “our niece” on our road trip. I will share this fun drink later!
With fresh faces and water bottles, my sister and I loaded her car to travel down to Atlanta for the much anticipated Haven Conference. Haven is the mecca of DIY. If you have questions about this conference please comment or email.
traffic and travel
I should mention we are both directionally challenged. We missed the gene sequence that gives us the ability to read a map or directional signs.
Apparently, my sister prefers written directions over the more personal touch of me reading my interpretation of the map. Just sayin’.
My sister’s calculations put us in Atlanta right around three hours. Even though all three calculated routes put the drive closer to 4 hours. Just sayin’.
After a few hours, one of us made her own calculations to unload the other one (me) on the side of the road near Rome, Georgia. In my defense…
Someone has to fill the silence in the car.
My sister and I would agree I am the chatty one between the two of us. My sister refers to me as Gayle (King) and Tricia’s personality favors Oprah. And, I would love to go on a road trip with Gayle, and Tricia and Oprah can go read their favorite books and take a hike. Just sayin’.
Three hours into the drive to Atlanta, I figured out what the solid red line on the map app meant. I thought it was a heads up the highway was going to segue into a new number (highway).
How did I know the solid red line on I-75 ish meant 90 additional minutes of traffic?
I found an alternative route, where 45 minutes later we were at least 25 yards ahead of where we started when we crossed four lanes of traffic to exit the traffic filled highway.
Traffic, however, meant additional bathroom breaks. The traffic was not my fault. And, one of the few things I refuse to do on road trips is to use the facilities at a gas station or any place that requires a key.
God Bless our fast food establishments across the United States. Shout out to McDonald’s in Chattanooga.
This is the face my sister made pretty much every time I either asked for a bathroom break or apparently exceeded my words per hour for traffic talk. And, she’s not very nice about letting me know I am getting on her nerves. I was a little anxious about how we would do at the Haven Conference.
A conference with a lot of chit chat….here’s that face she made when she is about to tell me to stop doing whatever I am doing that annoys her. Or, I remind her of our mother. Let’s save that for another day.
At this point, I was a little nervous about how we would get along at the conference. One of us doesn’t blog because she is an 8th grade English teacher AND volunteers most of her free time here.
fast forward to the hyatt regency
Eventually, we hit the exit for the Hyatt Regency. It took us 22 minutes to move less than a mile. But, after 23 minutes we drove up to the valet. I was sweating. I haven’t even mentioned the heat and humidity. Colorado has no humidity. I was about to have a sweat induced psychotic break! And, then this happened….
My sister got her hands on the Haven bag. She smiled.. like a legit smile… not the teacher face smile after three hours of back to school night.
She is enjoying her bag this week whereas I had to ship it back to Denver so hopefully it arrives today!
The Haven tote was loaded with Wagner, Ryobi, Deco Art samples, Beyond the Paint, SaltWash samples and so much more. And, the schedule included DIY workshops that included calligraphy and concrete. This was a fun project using m-d metal sheets and available at Home Depot. I had to leave my larger metal sheets with my sister because they would not fit in my luggage. We made lanterns and magnet boards. So much fun!
After a weekend of meeting new bloggers, making crafts, learning DIY projects we left happy and tired. And, the ride home was uneventful. In a good way!
Thanks, everyone! Shoot me questions about Haven if you are thinking about it next year!