Escape

My darling husband and I had a miniature vacation (or a very long date) today.  We cycled to the station, took the train downtown, wandered around, and reversed the trip.  Over 100 pictures later it is time to do a blog post.  I'll string you along and post just a few photos now.

the conductor - our tickets were checked only on the way to LA

in the enormous buck-a-book section of The Last Bookstore

a view out the window

a zoomed-in view

some book art in the same bookstore

part of the property is rented out to artists, including this yarn shop

the hall outside the shop

also this jangleodeon, with a notice not to touch
"There will come a time when you can touch it,
but this is not that time."

just because

ditto

More photos to follow.