I spent 4 days in Charlottesville. Most of it was inside a conference room, but the time outside was a highlight. I love this crosswalk, even though I was continually amazed that it worked. I pushed the button and the drivers stopped! No one tried to hit me! They saw the lights in the street (nothing hung over the street). This was a cross street without a traffic light but with the pedestrian signal.
I also love this pedestrian mall — there were a couple cross streets for cars, but it was very quiet. The area in the middle had tables for the restaurants. There were a variety of national and local businesses. I wish the Loop near me was like this (and had a drugstore!).
The power of being out on your own two feet.
Abstract: Left the house at 7:08. Arrived at my desk at 8:20.
I woke M up at 7 and got her dressed. I carried her (and Puppy) to the bus stop. It started raining just as we got there. The bus showed up about 2 minutes later. We rode to daycare — M started singing “The Wheels on the Bus.”
I got her settled in her room and read her one story. Then I headed out. For the first time, I took the “Green Line,” which is essentially a shuttle. I’ve always been hesitant in the past, but the timing today was pretty ideal. Lots of stops but a pretty direct route. The bus filled up quickly and was a bumpy, but fast ride. Got off at the old student center. Walked to the new center and got a coffee. Then walked to my office.
If the weather weren’t at “Swamp level,” I would have walked from daycare, but it was uncomfortable enough just walking to the stop.
I had planned on walking home with my bag of CSA produce to start dinner when I remembered I did not have my keys. But I did have my bus pass, so I caught the bus north to daycare, where I would pick up M and meet R there (dinner ended up being out).
A female passenger and the male driver were talking about family — he told a story about his granddaughter; then it came up that the granddaughter’s dad had died when she was a baby in a car accident. Both the passenger and the driver said something about “You can’t question God.”
Then the woman brought up this shooting (Police looking for killer that gunned down 3 people, fired over 60 rounds in the street). She knows the mother of one of the victims. Then she brought up this murder-suicide (Man killed mother and stepfather in St. Louis home before killing self, police say), when another woman said that involved someone at her job. I had already been dwelling on the shooting of Alton Sterling and really did not want to hear anything else about anyone else being shot and killed. Especially when stuck on a bus. Is there a protocol for asking for a new topic of conversation?