Well, we are home and I am back at work though it seems I have been off for a month instead of my regular two days off plus one extra. So tired. I don’t do well in big cities with lots of people. Totally overwhelming. How do people live right in the middle of large cities and not go mad?
Here are some pictures of the last evening and day.
Sun going down between two buildings. If I was thinking I would have gone on the balcony and bypassed the dirty hotel windows.
The above pictures are from the gaybourbood. Is that political correct to say that? I know the people that live there call it that but I don’t know if it’s right that I call it that. It is this amazing little neighbourhood that just sort of appears out of nowhere. From this busy city with horns blasting and people rushing to a few quiet streets where men hold hands and everyone seems to know one another. Aren’t the rainbow sidewalks cool?
And within this neighbourhood are these beautiful flower gardens and some community vegetable gardens as well.
If I had to live in the city I would live here but homes cost in the millions! Oh, well. I am content to say where I live now. Tonight I shall sleep in my own bed with my own bed sheets and my cotton quilt, and, oh bliss, my own pillow. I’m going to have to start traveling with my own pillow because I simply cannot sleep without mine. It is a memory foam pillow like this.
The problem is if is heavy and dense. It weighs 2 pounds and takes up an entire carry on bag. I guess I will just have to start paying for the extra luggage. Poor me. First World Problems.
On an end note, you can tell it’s Welfare Wednesday here because drug dealer neighbour is coming and going as usual.