|This one...uh not quite. At least making fun of the CDTA website is a guaranteed good time.|
|The discontinued #4, my dearest friend in Lark Street transit for years.|
|The first commute on the 114. Madison and Lark. The Madison Corner Deli and Lifestyles Vegetarian Juice Bar, two very recently opened businesses, are across the street.|
|Lifestyles Vegetarian Juice Bar and Dino's Pizza.|
|Madison, Lark and Delaware. Just behind the walk/don't walk light is Delaware Park, where a farmer's market is held on Thursday afternoons in the summer.|
|The 114 letting me off at my stop, Madison Avenue and St. Rose College, as its known on the bus announcements.|
This school is one of the two sites on the Saint Rose campus that has been the subject of protests over non-union labor, including this rat in front of the new dorm:
And this groove of footprints worn into the grass up the street at the new business school:
|Yeah. For real.|
As far as my thoughts on the protests themselves, it's pretty well established that I support many forms of civil disobedience. Saint Rose does, as well, in their policy of tolerance toward the demonstrations.
|Back to Madison Avenue and St. Rose College, as the #114 pulls away.|
|The College of Saint Rose Alumni Garden|
|The Alumni Garden again. It was built in 2010.|
|Santa Rosa de Carondelet.|
|The Quad. On the other side are the Neil Hellman Library and Lima Hall.|
|The Quad and the backs of the buildings on Madison Avenue.|
|The back of Saint Joseph Hall.|
|Steven, Stephen and The Derps.|
Now for the weird part. For the next week, I'll be a driver.
I rented a car yesterday and will have it until next Monday.
Now, to be fair, I'll probably still be on the bus some to avoid the hassles of car possession in the city. But, to be more fair, I'll also be taking random nighttime drives to the airport to watch the planes land and take off, too.
I'll probably have some photos, hopefully not taken while driving.
|I already don't keep my hands on the wheel.|
Photographer: Teresa Farrell. Location: Vermont.
The Saturday after Thanksgiving, there's no better activity for the night than, and there's not better date for, a holiday brass concert.
|I didn't want a picture of me to be the last one in this post, so here's a squirrel on a trash can.|