LOUISVILLE

I'm in Louisville. I love being in the city. This afternoon I made a walking trip to Borders. Being with books was just the thing for a Sunday afternoon.
Several streets were closed and traffic was being re-routed. Every kind of vehicle imaginable was trying to go in every direction when one SUV stopped and a woman yelled at the policeman that she needed to go up 3rd St. He told her 3rd St was closed, she said she wanted to go on 3rd St. How am I supposed to get home, she asked. It's closed, he said. She got out of her vehicle and walked across the intersection, throwing her arms and yelling, How am I supposed to get home! 3rd St. is closed, he said. I don't know how she got home.
The sounds of the city are just the best, chimes, horns, helicopters, clip clop of horses, children yelling, people talking, laughing, sacks rattling.
We ate at Morton's. When we walked onto the street the sun was just setting, turning the buildings a golden hue, setting the windows ablaze with light. The light breeze cooled my skin and lifted my spirits. Ah, the city.