On Saturday, I walked from my hotel to my workshop on campus. We wrapped up early enough that I could dash over to the Everson Museum of Art for a quick look at their current ceramics exhibits.
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Self Sufficient, by Lois Hennessey, 2002 |
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Clockwise from bottom: Peter Voulkos, Voulkos, Antonio Prieto, Harrison McIntosh |
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Jug, Peter Voulkos, 1950 |
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Fish Monster, Sascha Brastoff, ca. 1948 |
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Sex Monster, Sascha Brastoff, ca. 1948 |
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I left earlier than I would have liked, due to intense set-up activity for a wedding... |
Afterward, I walked over to my favorite vegan restaurant anywhere, Strong Hearts, for a quick dinner, then filled another 45 minutes with more walking, until I had to catch an Uber to the airport.
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Public art en route |
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Strong Hearts--so tasty! |
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S lived on this street for one semester, before we both got jobs at Nearly Ivy U |
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It was a drizzly weekend, but I enjoyed being immersed in autumn |
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Can you see the three deer? There's a tail pointing out toward the end of the sidewalk... |
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Brilliant autumn. Love it! |
I arrived at the airport a little after 6pm. The clouds and setting sun were putting on quite a show.
I changed planes at IAD. I wanted to walk from incoming concourse A to outgoing concourse D, but the only way to get between them is by shuttle. Oh well.
Upon landing at RDU at 11:30pm, I walked to the parking deck, got into my car, and drove home.
Total cost for two days of airport parking: $40. Had I traveled to/from RDU via Uber, the cost would have been ~$90 including tips.
Total cost of Ubers from/to the airport in Syracuse: $60 including tips. Syracusans who park at their airport for two days would pay $26-$36.
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This morning, Sunday, I passed on an invitation to go hiking at Hanging Rock State Park. I've spent more time in cars during this national Week Without Driving than I do most weeks of the year.
As I wrap up this post, an email has just landed in my inbox from Consumer Reports with the subject header "Your next car is waiting." Oh dear, I don't think so.
I'm heading out the door now for a long walk.
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