Had a cocktail before bed at the Renaissance in the (new to me) hotel area just a short train ride away from Atlanta’s airport. Last time I was at this lodging chain the logo was loopy and the vibe was nondescript. Now it’s all concrete ceilings and black and white art… but there was something a little… cheugy with some of the details.
No mind, we had mere hours to catch some zzzz’s.
Got through Atlanta airport screening five hours later and was confronted with a packed-like-sardines tram between concourses. Already sweaty, a bit out of breath from security, the N95 and generally freaked out by extreme density, I asked an airport agent if it was possible to walk instead.
It was possible! So I doubled-timed it and met up with Casey right when we were due to board.
We were home in about an hour and yay.
Photos of hotel below, and snapshot of graphics behind the nearly empty tram station in Cincinnati above. (Delta needs to spread out their hubs again.)