I spent the day cruising Sac in search of ???? What? Not sure. Substance? Validation? Basically, I explored the area by making the Thrift Store circuit. Oddly, I did not buy anything. Maybe I was burnt out, having just taken all those pictures of the Dolphin's insides? Cowboy Kitsch overload? Quite possibly.
I DID finally find the heart of the Sac Gypsy encampment. A really large group of homeless people are huddled together just to the West of 16th Street as you head north from downtown towards the hinterlands. Many are just living directly on the streets. A few have tents and there are maybe four or five small campers and vans. The whole encampment covers a couple of blocks. Quite a few people there.
I am afraid it would be just too depressing - and just a little scary - to live there. But... it does seem to indicate that the police must be leaving them alone. So maybe I will be OK.
Sac has an overwhelming midwest vibe. Oy, not sure if I can handle that. I find it really depressing for whatever reason. Maybe it's the River City thing. Most major midwest cities are on one river or another, and so is Sac.
Oh well, I think I'll head over to 24 hr fitness for a workout, sauna, shower and shave. Let's see if I can't give the security boys something to get their panties in a bunch about....
No comments:
Post a Comment