The morning of flying to Atlanta I took a little bit too long to pack, which meant I saw the train pull away from the station as I walked up the ramp.  Luckily Stephanie was a lovely selfless person, and she picked me up and took me to the airport.  I certainly owe her one for that, and should pack earlier in the future.  Once at the airport I had a quick lunch and went through security.  The flight was uneventful, and I got a lot of good book listening in.  I like that there is no requirement to shut off devices anymore.  I picked my checked bag up and hopped on Marta.  At Lindbergh station Mom and Dad came to get me, and they took me to their new house.  It is very nice, and quite big for the two of them.  It isn’t as big as the previous house, but it is still quite large.  There are some nice touches to the new house; lots of stained and cut glass, big windows everywhere, a nature preserve behind the house, a sauna in the basement, three large porches.  I got a good bit to eat, and it was delicious.  There is something special about my Mom’s cooking, where you can taste an extra flavor of love that she puts into everything.  I stayed up a bit, but got up decently early.  I’ll have to see if I can make it to the evening or if I need a nap due to the jet lag.