Monday - Friday I engage in a 6 minute, 1 block walk from the No. 7 to the office taking in gaslamp quarter sites, sounds, and smells. Today it was Mr. Moobs* topless and 26-34% overweight, possibly inebriated, walking down the street at 8:15am in the morning and still circulating in the same area at 5:45pm. At least he had an even tan. Last week I stepped onto the Trolley and in 6 minutes I was back on the sidewalk again but in Little Italy inhaling smells of prosciutto, pizza, and peppers floating from doorways and patios eating establishments. There was a non-descript sandwich shop that had especially good smells coming from it. Sometimes over the noon hour I've taken strolls to the San Diego library which has a terrible smelling sidewalk as one approaches. The Mpls library had that issue too. Libraries have a strange attraction. In a 1 block radius of my new 9-to-5 there's a tattoo shop, a chinese and fried chicken place, an NY style pizza place, an old abandoned theatre, a luxury condo-tel under construction (see picture below), Mr. Moobs, the red trolley, an upscale sushi bar and a Rite-Aid - one small snapshot of downtown San Diego.
*man boobs
*man boobs
