Atlanta Airport: Playground/Amusement Park

Made it to Atlanta. Roaming around the airport — it’s like an amusement park, especially if you have time (as I have) and if you’re not stressed (which is a state I’m blissfully sliding into: the stress of the last few weeks starting to melt away). As I sit here in the food court munching on a gourmet hot dog and emailing this update to my blog, I consider this: today, this day, is a good day. And I’m not even in San Francisco yet!