The Gold Line and Grand Central Market

Here are some recent pictures from Saturday, Feb. 17. The Florendos graced Los Angeles with a rare visit. We met up at Amy and Gordon's place and then took the Gold Line downtown. This was Nicole's first ride on the Gold Line. It was Chinese New Year so we heard lots of firecrackers going off at the Chinatown Stop. At Union Station we took the Red Line to Pershing Square and walked to Grand Central Market for lunch.

It wasn't a long walk, but if Nicole and I look tired it's because we weren't expecting to do any downtown walking that morning. Nobody walks in L.A. Amy and Gordon's blithe and good natured young son Logan was fortunate to be shuttled around in a stroller.

Grand Central Market was lively, crowded, strange. I'd like to revisit again when I'll know what to expect. I remember griping dramatically to John about my job, I remember sawdust on the floor, I remember urban rustics snatching our chairs as soon as we stood up to leave. Food was pretty good, cheap. Outside I tried to take a picture of Nicole with the downtown skyscrapers towering above her, but it didn't turn out.

Side note: The unread e-mails in my inbox have risen past the 200 mark. I have 200 e-mails to sort through. O how the mighty have fallen. But imagine how impressive it will be to surmount this challenge.