I love you, city
I just want to echo Amy’s enthusiasm for Cal Anderson Park — it’s incredible. It’s so weird and beautiful. It’s restored my faith in the city. The fences have been down for three days now, and I’ve spent good time each day there — working, mostly, but also just feeling generally glad to be alive. Last night, after the bars closed, a friend of a friend climbed the volcano fountain, stood at the top, and punched the air like a champion, even as his shoes and pants filled with water. A guy sitting outside his building across the street applauded.