Friday, May 5, 2017
We have returned from The Ohio's
So we are home from our latest trip to The Ohio's.
The project that had lead me to the brink of insanity, teetering over the edge of despair, has been delivered safe and sound into the hands of my cousin. For the first time since last summer - I am project FREE.
I was, again, shocked to find Columbus, the city where I had lived for 30 years, has changed beyond all imagination. Sometimes for the good.
Mostly not for the best.
But there is major construction going on, everywhere. Everything is being widened, elevated, exploited. Ohio State is the worst of them. What used to be a University with endless fields for agricultural research is becoming as congested as the main campus.
There are hipsters everywhere, and they are all living in these cheap, banal, mid-rise wooden structured apartment buildings that seem to spring up like Lesser Celadon and mated to concrete parking garages that grow like Bitter Watercress.
The major downside to this is that the city is becoming cluttered with the bland.
And there is even a news source, Columbus Underground, that has become nothing but a pimp for developers, publishing one sided pro development stories.
I am beginning to better understand Chrissy Hynde's song, My City Was Gone, a bit better.
The roads were good and the new Prius delivered good mileage.
But I have found that the trip seems to take longer because I tend to stop more frequently to stretch my legs and walk around a bit more. Two and three hours behind the wheel tend to make my joints ache. So I am hunkering down for a couple days of rest before the invasion of the in laws commences, on this coming Thursday.
You are getting old, Cookie. And life goes on with you, and without you being there, too.