I parked where the chalets are. Those who have live long in the East Coast would know them to be the holiday chalets, but they have now acquired quite a reputation for being past their prime and weathered. Anyway, parking is difficult to get and when I chanced upon a lot that was just right there, it was too good to be true.
It was only after I returned from the run that I noticed I had parked in a handicap lot - that was why it was there like a shiny pearl for the taking. I am such an idiot to have just reversed into the lot without seeing. Idiot! No wonder everyone who walked past looked at me in a funny way.
Here's the sign, partially hidden - but no excuse anyway
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