No Particular Place To Go
The other day I jumped on a bus with no destination in mind. The plan was to get to the metro and blindly pick a station to jump off at to explore the surrounding area. I picked Atwater. Being hangry likely had something to do with this choice since the Atwater Market would be a few minute walk from the station and I could grab a bite to eat there.
After filling the void in my gut I started floating around the market looking for photo opportunities. Just so you know. If a sandwich looks huge in a menu photo, it will most likely be a quarter that size in real life. Not many photo ops where yelling at me so I headed to... you guessed it, Saint Catherine Street.
After watching a fierce game of chess I was exhausted from all the watching of the people doing the stuff. I headed home.