Atlanta ● Georgia: The Chattahoochee

Sometimes a day of ruined plans can take a turn for the best.

While we had hoped to float down the Chattahoochee, by the time we made moves in the afternoon, there were no more tubes for rental. To ensure our 30-minute trip wasn't pointless, we drove a few miles until we reached another hang out spot on the river bank.

After wading through chilly currents, we claimed our territory on the rocks for a few hours. A classic summer day in the making: great people, great weather and great memories.

Atlanta ● Georgia: Sun In My Belly

[Sun in My Belly: 2161 College Ave NE, Atlanta, GA]

It may be the cutest little restaurant in Atlanta -- or anywhere, for that matter. After a seven-hour drive the night before, egg whites and fruit was the only thing I could think about when I woke up. "Sun in My Belly" hit the spot, with it's Urban Outfitters-esque feel and creative presentations of great food. 

Following suit with the theme of the cafe, our waitress was one of those people that gives off cool vibes in the most effortless and admirable way possible. After correctly guessing a friend's astrological sign based off his personality, she went around the table and confirmed everyone else's. 

While I wish I could find more "Sun in My Belly" cafes, I know that would totally kill its uniqueness. And that would certainly be a shame.

[Max's omelette: prosciutto, sun-dried tomatoes and pepperjack cheese.]