I just walked a little over 2km to a UPS store that doesn’t open before the crack of noon. (I’m shipping a bunch of heavy stuff home)
But the great thing about running errands in a strange city is that every one becomes a voyage of discovery.
Along with various doors and art and old buildings, today I came upon this fantastic piece of commissioned art.
From a distance I could not tell what the puffy things covering it were. Only upon approach did I see that they are hundreds of planters. One of the most brilliant and beautiful works of public art I have ever seen. And once again I am reminded how LAME San Francisco is in that department.