I had planned on writing about our trip tonight. I had saved away things that I wanted to write about, but as it turns out, our trip home was the most eventful part of the trip.
T and I had a very late, and boozy, night last night, so we didn’t push ourselves to get going too early this morning. In fact, we detoured to see the place where the fictional Mary Richards was to have lived during the Mary Tyler Moore Show. I was duly impressed by the architecture as I have a strange fascination with the brutalist movement. Continue Reading »