After our food co-op orientation the other night, we missed our bus by just a minute. The next one was 30 minutes later. It was already 10:15 PM (those co-op people know how to talk...) so we contemplated taking a taxi the 1.5 miles home (with all our groceries in tow), but instead walked an extra two blocks to take in Grand Army Plaza, lit beautifully at night. This large plaza is a memorial for Northern soldiers and sailors in the Civil War (of course I call it the War of Northern Aggression, but I digress...). The plaza is a "gateway" to Prospect Park, and reminds me of something you'd find in a European capital. There is a design competition to redesign it underway, and even that late at night we could wander through an exhibition of the design ideas. Not a bad way to bide our time, waiting for the bus...
Friday, September 26, 2008
Grand Army Plaza At Night
After our food co-op orientation the other night, we missed our bus by just a minute. The next one was 30 minutes later. It was already 10:15 PM (those co-op people know how to talk...) so we contemplated taking a taxi the 1.5 miles home (with all our groceries in tow), but instead walked an extra two blocks to take in Grand Army Plaza, lit beautifully at night. This large plaza is a memorial for Northern soldiers and sailors in the Civil War (of course I call it the War of Northern Aggression, but I digress...). The plaza is a "gateway" to Prospect Park, and reminds me of something you'd find in a European capital. There is a design competition to redesign it underway, and even that late at night we could wander through an exhibition of the design ideas. Not a bad way to bide our time, waiting for the bus...
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Hi Guys! (or, guy and gal, but if I'm going to write that, I may as well write your names. Perhaps I should combine guys and gals and write guls [or gays?? maybe not]...Anyhoo...) I am in the library in Glasgow. I'm here trying to get some work done, but, failing, that I was trying to think of something to do to distract myself (it is Sunday after all!] and then I remembered your blog. I have done a very poor job of keeping up with it, but I'm glad to see you're having fun, and that you have a friend who loves ketchup. That's always a comfort. I must say, though, September 26th for the last post? Somebody's falling behind... You won't win any prizes for that kind of behavior (unlike the prize Peter and I won last year for the "least updated blog," if you remember).
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