It sometimes (well, quite often actually) feels like not much attention is paid to people who prefer to walk rather than drive. At least not where I live. There are places in this city where I can't even go, as the bus routes don't extend that far. There are neighborhoods as well as business districts that don't even have sidewalks. At times it's extremely exasperating. This city has been designed for drivers only I often feel. So when something nice happens, I have to make note of it. Okay, I realize this photo is not really very awe-inspiring. Yes, it's only a bus shelter. Many of the bus shelters have been vandalized to the point that the city has just taken them away altogether (annoying on particularly wet or cold days). However, this shelter on my university campus has been maintained quite nicely. What I want to point out, however, is the fresh new sidewalk that you see (perhaps it's hard to tell which is new--the pavement was wet this morning--the sidewalk to the right of the shelter). I've worked at the university for ten years, and that shelter has always stood on a slab of concrete in the middle of this grassy area (between sidewalk and street). Now that's just fine, but when it's wet, or worse, when there's lots of snow, it's not so fun to trudge through to get to the bus stop. Someone very kindly finally thought of us pedestrians/bus riders and extended the main sidewalk to reach not only the shelter but in front of it as well. Now if it is shoveled this winter, I will be one very happy person indeed!
A reminder that anyone interested in winning a copy of Tasha Alexander's A Fatal Waltz please leave your name in the comment area here by the end of the evening. I'll drawn five names tomorrow morning. I'm afraid this is only open to US and Canadian residents this time around.
Many thanks for the input on which book to choose next. I'm keeping the stack next to the bed, since I want to read them all now! I've decided to choose Agnes Desarthe's Chez Moi to begin with. I thought I should pick another book in translation (the main reason, though of course the story sounds good) and then it happens to be fairly short, which is sometimes a good thing (since I seem to be reading at a snail's pace). I like the idea of a novel set in a restaurant. I've not gotten very far yet, but Myriam, the narrator, seems sort of prickly. It'll be interesting to see how the story develops!