Today I dropped by two bookstores to promote my new novel: The Elliott Bay Book Company and a Barnes & Noble store, both roughly on my route home after delivering a copy to a dear friend.
Of course, it being Sunday evening, hardly anyone was aboard the connecting light rail train.
But I only had to wait 3-4 minutes for a train, even though one departed just as I was coming down the last escalator. That was nice. I hope it continues, though I doubt it will, any given Sunday. I'd never used the Cap Hill station beyond passing through the tunnel, beneath. It was a little tricky to find -- signage could be improved -- but I found the way. It's a long way down.
These pandemic days, I mostly bike to get around. Like many others, when I work, I work from home, and thankfully supermarkets remain open, and restaurants, even if mostly for takeout. Business opportunities abound for restaurants embracing that new normal. Not all can, I know.
I called for a ride to get home from the Northgate station, which opened this week. Sound Transit still doesn't acknowledge the last-mile issue. I doubt they ever will. Not enough money in it for them, after all. But at least I didn't have to get picked up from several miles farther away, near the Cap Hill station.
