The Greyhound Station, a block-sized center of transport, has closed. No more will buses pick people up for parts unknown from inside a building. Instead, it will pick people up from a street.
There is a great undulating wall on this side of the station. I hope it will be preserved through the next development, but I’m guessing my hopes will be in vain.
Here is postcard 1 of 2! Sara said that she meant to send the Boise postcards from Boise, but alas, they came to me from California.
I quite like this Basque card!
Also arriving is this postcard from Tampa where Sara was attending a conference. She reports that this was her hotel and that the Florida weather has been lovely.
Apparently not for Floridians, who keep saying it was cold.
