Monday, April 6, 2020

A Day Off

I had last Friday off work so my wife devised a plan for a quick shop (we have plenty of toilet paper as quite by accident we got some before the famine) which I combined with a Rusty walk all of which started a bit late as I overslept and Rusty was tired enough to let me sleep. Good dog.
 My first shock as I navigated a solitary path along an almost empty Whitehead Street was seeing a  cyclist waiting patiently at a red light. Abiding by the law suddenly seems important in a pandemic. For instance I find myself disinclined to speed these days partly because I don't think aggravating cops in these stressful times is a great idea and with so few cars on the road  travel times are greatly reduced anyway. Bright sunshine and shadows at the courthouse:
Take out windows are everywhere. Ordering out is an act of social solidarity these days. Do it and tip ridiculously well if you have work.
I saw a cross above the rooftops, probably St Peter's on Center Street riding high in the sky. I reined Rusty in on the end of his leash and he paused politely for me. So I photographed it.
 Back on Earth, on Duval Street more precisely clean up in the absence of people continued:
And sidewalk repair and re-paving from Front to Truman continues apace on Duval Street. A good idea to do it now with minimal interruption to commerce but still the contrarians in the community found something to complain about. Not the time to spend money on public works they cried.
I cannot get used to the gross and gruesome greenhouse on top of La Concha, the spot where the hotel used to house the The Top Bar and terrace, where you could sip white wine and contemplate suicide as legend had it. Now more prosaically you get a massage inside the glass.  
Check out the menu at the Barbecue place on Southard Street. It's a relic of a time gone by, pause and contemplate it. I remember after Hurricane Irma in 2017 I was wandering around Key West as things started to open back up and I got a day off. After what seemed forever locked into the police station, I could sit down at a counter and order a drink and be surrounded by ordinary people living life as it used to be. It was quite a shock after the isolation and living and working through the ghastly windstorm. I wonder when this menu will be reactivated?
 And this too, Art In Public Places:
Enough of that, time to stop by Publix and do a shop at the bidding of the quarantined wife so I went to Key Plaza.  mask in place, cart handle sanitized I was ready for a brisk isolated walk through.
I got my first misgivings in the produce section,with berries potatoes and salad in my cart I tried to make a beeline for the deli section which seemed less crowded.
I found myself trapped between mass produced cheeses and packaged sliced meats and everywhere I looked people were closing in on me. I made for the bright light at the end of the tunnel which was rapidly filling with slow moving inexorable people.
Normally I carefully wipe down the camera lens on my much handled phone but I just snapped these fuzzy pictures before heading out to the parking lot to get away. Publix management needs to re-think their policies before I'll go back there. I see no point in taking all these ridiculous elaborate isolation precautions if the supermarket can't keep shoppers isolated as well. Total fail.
On the way home frustrated by my failed shopping I came across an 18 wheelers stuck at the intersection of Crane Boulevard next to Sugarloaf School. Luckily the lead van was driven by someone with initiative who convinced the deputy to let us all through the growing roadblock. I was about ready to eat the steering wheel in frustration when the sheep in front of me found the nerve to pass through the gap. Even the transit bus behind me found a way through. On the other side the line stretched half a mile to Mangrove Mama's restaurant as we went merrily on our way.
All this excitement quite wore Rusty out so as I went upstairs to moan at my wife about Publix management he did what he does best:
I have no idea why he likes gravel so much but he ignores the mats I've put out and he prefers to dig a shallow hole and lie sunbathing in it. Weird dog.

6 comments:

Dave said...

Rusty had me laughing! Oh to be a Dog,with not a care in the world. They do some crazy things. My Husky, Kodi likes to sun himself even on the hottest days. And he wont get up. I tell him,Dont you know your a Husky? Your not supposed to like the sun. Maybe the heat feels good on his old bones. Maybe I should join him. Stay Well!

Conchscooter said...

This would be an excellent time to be a dog.

Cees Klumper said...

What seems to be working here in Venice CA is that many grocery stores only allow X number of people in at the same time. Besides the conditioning you get by standing in a 6 foot spaced line for however long you have to wait to get in, it does make for more easy physical distancing once inside, and most people are considerate and maintain that distance from each other, including at the registers (which in our store are so well-manned, that there is no waiting in line there). So here in Venice/LA it seems most (not all, but definitely most) people abide by the golden rules.

Anonymous said...

At my local Giant, they have spit shields in front of the cashiers, tape on the floor at six foot intervals all over the store, and the cashiers all have gloves and masks or face shields. The local Safeway? Not so much. 😖 Don’t know what they're thinking.

Mike from Jerset said...

I'm really appreciating your look at life. Been following for a really long time. This little tiny window into a place i visited once long ago, reminds of the feeling I got when I was there. Most of what I liked about KW back then looks like it's gone. Now with this going on, we're locked down, near the middle of the worst of it. Life is changing as we're watching.

Anonymous said...

Agree with you concerning the grocery shopping closeness. Some stores are making one way aisles, which is a pretty good idea. Ordering for pick up or delivery is taking days, and shopping in person is daunting. The picture of rusty sunning in the gravel is adorable. Good boy! You certainly are getting to see key west the way it’s never seen by anyone. Amazing to see the streets without the abundance of tourists. At least that’s one thing to enjoy.