“A sip of wine, a cigarette,
And then it’s time to go.
I tidied up the kitchenette;
I tuned the old banjo.
I’m wanted at the traffic-jam.
They’re saving me a seat.” ― Leonard Cohen
R O A D C L O S U R E S A F F E C T E V E R Y O N E
This is the current state of confusion on a narrow street outside the medical clinic which I recently visited to have my yearly physical.
On the left hand side of the road is a parking lot brimming with patients tying to secure a parking spot for themselves. On the right hand side is the medical clinic.
Looking down the road in the larger photo you see another road blocked off because at this time of the year the annual Fringe Festival is in progress. It is a theater arts appreciation event that lasted until the end of August.
Parking was tight. Nerves were tested and the usual five dollar deposit to get into the parking lot was magically jacked up to a whopping $10. ..all in support of the arts.
The smaller inserts indicate that the road is closed but many obstinate folks leaving the lot disregarded the signage and drove against oncoming traffic.
If you look at the larger photo you will notice that a mini concrete traffic island has been placed in the middle of the narrow roadway.
My one question is this: if the concrete barrier is a permanent fixture how will the municipal snow plows remove the deep snows that arrive in winter?
Sometimes city aldermen are penny wise and dollar foolish.
This newest street edition does not make any sense to me but might be costing the city a whole lot of cents. — gc