With working downtown comes parking downtown.
A year ago, the company that followed the big daily changed locations, and my dear wife Karen decided after a few months of parking in the old surface lot behind the former building to switch to a new multi-leveled garage blocks closer to the new office.
It was good this past winter, having the car under shelter, and not having to brush and scrape ice and snow off the windshield, roof and hood, Karen related. On the downside: A higher monthly fee and a white liquid goop that seems to seep through the concrete structure when it’s damp. That I saw on her car with my own eyes as I’ve helped scrape it off.
A few times I’ve driven my Chevy to meet Karen for an after-work event, then walked her to her vehicle afterward.
Friday, after the Polish Fest, we walked up ramps instead of taking the elevator. And I went to the top level, no roof, for the first time.
“There’s a good view,” she said.
I ran this way and that with my iPhone 4, my breath taken away.
“Yes,” Karen, I answered. “Yes.”
I enjoyed what I imagined to be the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade effect, a narrow alley of a street between the garage and the neighboring building immediately across the way.
I appreciated what it might be like to invite your friends over for a rooftop barbecue, cooler and a case of beer stowed away for after-work get togethers on the biggest free piece of space on your building.
And I looked even higher, and I was glad the folks who run this garage keep it open until 9 p.m. so Karen and I could appreciate a night-approaching sky over Syracuse at an angle I’ve never been privy to in my 31 years of living in this city.
Have you ever been given a different view than you’ve expected, and why did that happen? What are some of your favorite downtown city views and why? Where’s your next city trip to take your camera, and what sort of pictures to you want to come back with?