Well, if you can't post one place, do another. Plan B.
The shower really doesn't work. Christine, the apt. manager and friendly person I've been talking with each time I stay, called the plumber. He said they will have to order a new unit and it won't be here until Monday. Boo. But, she gave me the key to Flat 11, right next door and vacant, so I can shower over the weekend if I want to. YAY!
Had trouble getting to sleep last night, but woke at 7, said Good Grief, and rolled over. The alarm got me up at 8:45 and I made coffee. Good, but not enough. Tomorrow I will double the amount.
Didn't do much, wandered around, Thank goodness for Pound Saver shops, equivalent to 99 cent stores. I got washcloths (6 for a pound) because, as usual I forgot. I definitely have more purchased abroad than I do bought in the US. Also tissues. When I travel my nose runs for a day or two or three.
More construction work being done in the city. I wish I'd taken more general pictures when I first started coming here. Then I'd be able to compare. Fortunately they like to rehab rather than raze, so maybe that is why I am not shocked when I come back. But there is this weird quilted metal skinned building on Watt St. I have to take a look at. I can't tell if it's protection while something is being done to it or an 'architectural statement' I missed.
Just saw the last 5 minutes of the movie 'Michael'. I really like the ending. Movie? Eh, but Andie McDowell does a great song in it.
Going to be sunny for the weekend. Nice.
No plans, and that's fine.
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