When I was working for the stone company, they had a quarry just north of Atlanta. A young 20-something engineer from Montreal was working there and it was a sweet gig. Super well paid, interesting work, and he got a hefty relocation package too. But he was miserable, saying he can't manage to make any friends. He was really nice too, when I was down there we'd go hang out and eat out after work and it was always a blast. The only friends he managed to make were a couple middle aged men he was going golfing with every other week. He tried dating too, but he said the fact he didn't go to church was a massive deal breaker for many girls down there

So what he ended up doing was not taking ANY vacation and instead getting a friday off every other week. He was flying to Montreal for the weekend all the time. But by the time I finished my photography contract he had quit and was moving back home to Montreal, after only about 9 months in Atlanta.

I had some fun times there at Ponce city market, and trying out different restaurants. But I probably would hate living there.