Driving to New West via the #1 highway, a new route for me, since I only drove Kingsway previous, it being a straight (diagonal) line convenient for not needing to turn left which I despise, and SW Marine which is a moon shaped approach … anyway via #1 as a passenger it occurred to me that we were sandhogs. The entire stretch of highway and wires and posts and dugout and boards and all else reminded me so much of sandhogs in novels I’ve read and yet we were arriving to the oldest city. No? We were tunneling out into the old spot. Odd that, somehow odd.

On the return it was the ribbon again at Boundary and Grandview. That stretch you experience sat at a traffic light. Not one you see necessarily from the bus unless you’re an over the shoulder viewer.