Soon we made our own twinkling entourage and headed over to FLUX in Castleberry Hill.
What a scene! Block after block of art, tucked into every little corner - shipping containers by the railroad, empty storefronts, and between buildings.
Tons of people were out having fun. Many of them had made the unfortunate choice of driving there, and were stuck in traffic. The bicycles ruled the night, however. I saw more bikes parked there than I've ever seen in one place in Atlanta. They were stashed in the bike valet parking, piled on railings, and clustered around signposts. I really enjoyed wandering around and seeing all of the classy vintage bicycles and shiny new city bikes, and the wide range of people who arrived on them.
There was even a bicycle-powered food cart.