With the conference ended, I had a day in Alanta, although it started raining and as I didn't have a coat, I ended up stuck at the airport for rather longer than I was expecting. The journey home seemed designed to test my patience at every stage, and by the time I arrived through the door, almost 20 hours after setting out, I wasn't feeling very good.
Here are some of the photos I took anyway.
Graffiti wall
Street market
Martin Luther King eternal flame momument
We are the 99% protest camp
Grid-iron building
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