Bryan had to go to Jackson for a anniversary party for one of his accounts. Knowing I love Jackson (in short spurts), he convinced me to come with him. Actually, I was sick all week and it really came down to which was a lesser evil. Staying home all weekend alone or going on a trip with him despite being sick and super tired. So we went.
It was actually a really nice little getaway, despite the creepy hotel. Dinner Friday night at the Mayflower, breakfast at Primo's, tacos at Babalu.
It has been a couple of years since I've really been back in Jackson for any time longer than 30 minutes. I wish we could have seen a few friends, but there is always next time.