I stepped outside my Atlanta hotel tonight to get some fresh air and watch the rain come down. A young man approached me and asked if we could swap places; he was concerned that the direction of the wind was taking his cigarette smoke into my face. We changed our spots, and what followed was … Continue reading An impromptu conversation
The rain abbreviated my visit, but it was great to be back at Centennial Olympic Park.
When in Atlanta, you visit one of the city's brightest lights.