Too bad I got sick while I was in Atlanta. It usually has something to do with the recycled air in the plane. I missed out on seeing more of the place and hanging out with people that I just met. On my last night, I was able to go out and see a little of Downtown and Midtown. It was raining a little and there were low-lying clouds. We got lost a little in Midtown but it lead us to a block with beautiful houses. It was like walking in a dream seeing such a foreign night scene.
I am back on Saipan, thankful for my time and the new friends I made in good ole Atlanta.