(I'd been reminded via Facebook Memories that last October 30th, at work at the airport, I got surprised by a driver driving past me on the airport's Upper Roadway, then inexplicably turning around, driving the wrong way down a very busy airport ramp. Amazingly, apparently, no one got hurt that hurt, but eef. Don't drive wrong ways! Thank you.)
Driving to drive happened next, because I was in the mood to drive. I went past the railroad tracks south of the SE 11th/Division intersection, and I was glad I didn't have to cross the tracks there because a freight train was stopped on that stretch. Then up Grand, over to Weidler/Broadway and over to the Hollywood neighborhood. After parking, I read, then went for a walk in the neighborhood's business areas and part of its residential area.
After killing time thusly, I drove to the Hollywood Fred Meyer. Killed more time there, then bought groceries. Had a good experience checking out; the checker and the guy packing up my groceries were engaged and amused.
(A mea culpa from earlier in that visit: I'd wanted to sit down in the store, and found an odd seating area. Um, it's odd because it's for Fred Meyer employees only; the most recent remodel got rid of that store's public seating area. My working for the Fred Meyer-Krogee call center from 2013 to 2014 doesn't count. Heh.)
I got home.
This is, as I sometimes do, a functional "I did this then this then this..." entry. Felt good to write.
