Jun. 9th, 2002
(no subject)
Jun. 9th, 2002 07:46 pmI was going to go to a concert at the Hispanic Cultural Center tonight, but when I got there, there was not a single place to park that wasn't in Timbukfive or so. That wouldn't have been a problem except for the having to hike back to my car after dark in that area. Not a good thing to do alone. But getting home was something of an adventure. I managed to get on a stretch of 2nd street that goes on forever, with few opportunities to turn off. But finally I did, and the street I turned on to crossed the railroad tracks. The gates were up, so it was okay to go through, but I looked to the left to see a train. It wasn't moving, though. Just sitting there. But it was a bit of a distressing sight. So now I'm back home, with nothing to do.