I sit on a stool. I draw and drink coke.
yeah, ok. delightful.

architecture is my life.

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Aug 13, 2009
@ 11:03 am
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a nice night for a walk in the rain

some items to keep in mind, as a preface:

  • when D drove us to the new flat this morning there were a number of blocked roads and detours and, well, we got fairly turned around and were no longer sure where the new apartment was.  or even what direction it was in for that matter.
  • it rained all day today and the sky was still leaking sufficiently when we left work.
  • I no longer have a bike and have been walking to and from work since I got back from Amsterdam.  this has not been a problem because it was a leisurely 20 minute walk along a route I knew well.

we go to work.  we are working on a competition whose deadline is rapidly approaching and we stayed past dark.  so here we are, wrapping up at work, wondering 1, where exactly we live and 2, how we are going to get there.  D showed us on the map which street it was and then helped us locate the right tram to take from a station near our work.  we printed out the map.  E brought her bike on the tram.

once we got off we consulted our map and headed down a street towards where the street we were looking for was (Landgrafenstrasse).  after walking to the next tram stop we finally ask the first pedestrians we’ve seen and they tell us to turn around and take two lefts.  halleluih we find the street.  so we begin walking down that, chatting and looking for any building that looks familiar.  unfortunately D didn’t know the number and we had only our recollection of the façade we saw twelve hours previously and, you know, in the light to guide us.  as we approach what appears to be the end of the street we start seriously considering the possibility of having to walk back to the tram station and sleep in the office; something we’d only joked about previously.  at the end we turn around and walk back, studying each building much more carefully for the fragments of detail we remembered.  and then, against all odds, we hit Durenerstrasse again and still have not seen it.

it is at this point that we realize there is a whole side of Landgrafenstrasse on the other side of Durenerstrasse.  it was the first house on the right.  two trips down the wrong way on streets but we finally found it.

and all in heels.