On a whim, I decided it was time to take some more night photos of Tacoma. It turned out to be a fortunate decision.
You may have noticed this is heavily back-dated. I should have posted this back in September, but I've been quite sick this week.
One of the old brick alleys of Tacoma. I understand that the old brick can be nice, but this is so uneven that not only is it intolerable for auto traffic, but it's even difficult to walk on.
I always thought graffiti looks better than mismatched grey paint, but I also understand all the complicated reasons behind it.
Most of the streets, like this one, are pretty empty after midnight.
Downtown Tacoma is quite a center of public art.
We witnessed a driver knocking over a recycling bin, although I didn't quite get a photo of the act itself.
We heard police sirens and they stopped right in front of the bar ahead of us.
We were presented with this bizarrely delightful scene.
The lady with this wonderfully swooshy garment stopped by us to make this comment, which seems to explain everything about the situation:
Finally, as we made our way home, we saw Caution the Cat who works in the Office of Consumption. There used to be a small wooden plaque with words explaining his situation, but they went missing at some point along with the clock hands.
