Neighborhood.

Today was a late one so I'll keep this brief. Tiring but productively busy so good. Lots of lovely fittings throughout the day which means that the pile of Notes is stacking up nicely. We're getting a better idea of what's left to get through in the remaining time. Re-fits start next week.

I wanted to share photos I took on Sunday (feat. the *grand reveal* as to our lovely apartment's whereabouts.)    

 

Jackson Ward, our district. It gets a bit of a mixed reception. It has its history, the murals; the Arts District which overspills from West Broad: the theatre, museum & art galleries. But I reckon it's known more locally for its residents generally being of low-income (rather than people actually giving two hoots over what race they might be.)



But it's also undergoing some changes.
The old Dairy has now been converted into apartments & there are restaurants shaping up around the area too. 


You can see this view of the Dairy from the backstage doors of VRT. Looks pretty good. Wee bit of history on it here.

"Home Sweet Flat"

So this is Us, that white door just there (& that's Lauren's adaptive phrasing above. I like it.)
 7 ½, the theatre admin buildings, are round the front facing directly onto W.Marshall. Just as Google Streetview would suggest, we do effectively live in a parking lot. Not that rough gravelly one to the left of this picture - oh no, we're all tarmaced & smart. Or something. 
  I've given you the Real Estate view. The one without the garbage bins ready to be emptied. Thought I'd leave the station wagon in however as that car is a classic! It even has a "rumble seat" in the boot area, facing backwards onto the rear window.

Because re-branding is Fun!

Close-up of our lot's Wall Art.

Oh, & there's this Cheshirey guy on the garage door.
Sort of friendly-looking, if you don't stare for too long.

The Four Minute commute.

That's the alley on the south-west of the car park. Past the edge of the white building, eight strides in and you're already at backstage. It makes being on time a doddle. (I slept in 'til 8.52 am earlier this week as Roommate was off work, we usually wake up to her alarm at 7am - & still made it over by 9.06 am. Score. Still an infinitely warm reception on arrival, "Well, we are glad you are here." I love 'em.) Makes the evenings impeccably longer too, usually home by 5.05.
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Richmond scored another visitor today. We are popular.
  Well said, Senator Mark Warner:

"In 2008, we changed the guard. In 2012, we need to guard the change."