Today Gail and I went downtown to visit the wonderful exhibit of Expressionist paintings at the Winnipeg Art Gallery, only to find the gallery isn't open Mondays. We'll try again tomorrow. But, we parked in the Bay parkade. The parkade was under repair, as it has often been over the years. The only public parking was on the top floor, and getting there was tricky, as Gail had brought her big van. We got there and then went to enter the store, although there were no clear directions on how we might do that. We found ourselves on the second floor, just outside the ladies washroom, which used to be one of the best ladies room in the the city. Not any more.
We survived, and then found ourselves in the furniture department. On to the elevator, as the escalator was blocked off. Not sure if we were going to make it down the first floor, given the poor condition of the elevator itself, and the weird noises it made. On the first floor we found clothing, and every bit of it appeared to be on "Final Clearance". Being female, we had to check it out. Old lady clothes. Your grandmother's clothes.
The building is very run down. So very sad to see. After walking to the Art Gallery and back, we returned to the car, and left. We had spent only about 20 minutes in the parkade, but had to pay $4.00 for the privilege. We both agreed to see if we could find alternative parking tomorrow. At least we had a fair bit of time to spend over coffee.
Thinking that I would be tied up all afternoon, David and I had chosen our supper menu very carefully, but that just means that, maybe, I get to spend a little more time in.the studio this afternoon, since we just about killed ourselves doing all that housework. yesterday,
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