I like a lot of things about living downtown. There are many reasons, however, that I'm glad I'm moving OUT of downtown on August 1st. Reason #452 happened yesterday.
I was coming home after picking Jordan up at the airport (yaaaay, he's home. AND he didn't even have to take the bus back from the airport) and was pulling into the driveway (read, a tiny paved path between our building and the one next to it) that leads into the (tiny) parking area behind our building. There were some questionable looking people walking into the parking area...and by walking I mean sauntering at a snail's pace. Now, most people have not seen how tiny the driveway that leads into the parking area is. We have a small car and IT barely fits between the two buildings- so by sauntering, they were forcing me to wait. And since I knew they weren't going to be up to anything all that savoury back there, I had to honk. And so out most of them sauntered, though I kind of figured there were a few others back there.
We (finally) pull in and park to see a drug deal going down. Oh yay. At that point, Jordan said exactly what I was thinking: "not much longer and we'll be out of here"
Yay! (this time without the sarcasm)