Life OUTSIDE Apartment H.

Today, I thought it might be fun to take you on a tour around town. (Since I have the day off and have been dying to do a photo blog lately.) But before we begin, a word of caution as we head for the front door. Observe:

Well, that's not going to stop us. It usually stops me. Actually, I don't even go near the door and unless it's a work day, I am completely oblivious that there even is a door that leads outside my apartment.

I've skipped alot here, but you'll see some of that on the return. Here we pass under three sets of railroad tracks as we leave the commercial area of St. Albans. Trust me, going under is way better than going over. Going over means seeing nothing but clear sky across my windshield and hoping there's nothing on the other side for me to come down on. The inclined approach to the railroad tracks is almost too extreme for me and possibly a serious pedestrian safety concern.

This river is the reason why I chose St. Albans. Bare with me. I took several photos of it.

This rocket structure is right next to a children's park which is right next to the river and a highway. Awesome. At least the posted speed limit is reduced here.

Yikes. I don't think so. In the distance you can see the massive bridge that crosses the river which divides St. Albans from So. Chaz (South Charleston). Ask Nurse Egg about how much fun it is to be on that bridge any time in the afternoon. Especially after five. Which is why I take an alternate route. Also, the other way is shorter. But she spent a great deal of time directly in the center of that two lane bridge wedged and compacted by all the other furious working drones of So. Chaz. It made her very, very happy.

Here we are at the recently opened Sonic of St. Albans. I am very excited that there is a Sonic less than a mile from my apartment. Very, very excited. Everyday very excited. Ok, no. But I frequent.

Again, we pass beneath the trio of train tracks back into historic St. Albans.

Which would you choose in a crisis? Or even not a crisis? Me, I turn right here. I sleep very well at night, by the way.

Some of the lovely architecture of historic St. Albans. Two things about the last photo: I do not live in this building and the road is exactly as fucked up as it appears to be.

Another bridge. It never manifested itself before, but I have a serious thing for bridges. I don't care so much for the water that usually lies beneath them, which actually just serves to further my infatuation with bridges. Anyway, I cross three bridges everyday as I make my way into or out of St. Albans. It's a very bridge-friendly location.

Ok. These stairs start two feet from the road and ascend to an unknown height through all of these trees to the top of this massive hill. Someone not only lives up there... which just breaks my brain in half, honestly. But, I've actually seen them check the mail. Apparently, coupons and the electric bill were not enough of an incentive for somebody because that second set of stairs hasn't been used in quite awhile. I have to agree with the man at the top of Stairway #2. F that. Post box is the way to go. Also, where do they keep their vehicles? If there is an alternative way to reach those peeks - which I have to believe there is - why then the staircase madness? Why? Do you see now why it breaks my brain in half?! That's only one of the millions of questions that haunt me every time I drive by those stairs. This is probably the most interesting thing I've discovered in my short time here in WV. I really hope it stays that way.

And finally, we return to the safety of Apartment H. To eat Sonic and watch the third season of Dexter. Life is very, very good in Apartment H today! Stay tuned. My next photo blog will be a guided of tour INSIDE Apartment H. Start getting excited now.