This is an illustrated post. Got back from Biloxi on Saturday. Decided to spend the day with the family in Plaza Las Americas. As always an obligated stop is Borders. I always end up buying some obscure book or some music I can't find elsewhere. I drew the sketch on the left on the Children's section of the store.
I was trying to get a book for my son but for some strange reason it has not been issued on paperback yet and there is no hard copy anywhere.
It is incredible how much time I spend on bookstores. But...I finally found a used copy of the Ghost Map...It was on the Spanish Trail Bookstore in Biloxi. I truly wish this type of store were available in Puerto Rico!!! In case you are wondering it is the story of the Cholera outbreak in Victorian London. http://alcantarillaalquimica.blogspot.com/2010/04/el-mapa-fantasma-alcantarillas-y-la.html
They also had this nice exhibition of old cars. I took the chance to sketch this one, although there were many interesting cars. A little partial to corvettes and camaros, but still had some nice vintage cars. That visit took quite a while.
We decided to close the evening by having some coffee, chocolate, eclairs and stuff on La Patisserie. Must have passed that corner a thousand times, never was interested on entering until Sunday.
The image above tries to convey the crowdiness of the site. It is like a local panaderia, but I am partial to spanish operated panaderias.
At the end I'm sorry the opaque images. I dodn't have my office scanner working so I am using the camera to get the images. For some reason they always come out overexposed.
In my case all this walking showed me the evolution of Plaza Las Americas. In my day and age my favorite spots were Cinefoto, Thekes, Woolworths (how I miss those cafeterias) and Video Sonics. There were many others (Gonzalez Padin, Discomania) but I guess change cannot be avoided.
On high school and college my favorite area was the movie theaters, timeout, pueblo supermarket and pizza hut in the corner where now is macy's and borders. We always ended our visits dining together for some Orange Julius (how I miss that chain!) and some Sbarro Pizza. Mom loved the driks, so did we.
Now I close this note to get back to my projects that are still there, on the backburner, even after two weeks off Puerto Rico.