Twenty-four hours ago, or thereabouts, I was arriving at Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta airport after spending the previous 24 hours in transit with an occasional doze on a plane posing for sleep.
What follows is proof-positive that you can swing into activities straight off two long flights and a layover.
First stop – the launch of the Color ATL colouring book at the newly revitalised old Sears Roebuck Catalogue Distribution Centre. Follow that with Fish Tacos at the Ponce City Market and then home to bed.
A segmented night’s sleep and out into the sunshine this morning – summer temperatures in autumn weather. This weekend is the last one for the Dale Chihuly exhibition at the Atlanta Botanical Garden. Sunshine = melatonin. The brain is kicking into the idea that I’m 14 hours out of my usual time zone.
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