One bittersweet, the other just plain bitter. How about bitter first. Everytime I find myself down in Old Sacramento, I am amazed that for a large portion of my life–my adolescence–going to Old Sac was the most fun to be had. The walk from K Street (Comics & Comix) through the old DTP (Orange Julius) and through the tunnel to Old Sac (Evangelines, Time Zone) was a full day for a 12 year old. These days, I can’t imagine getting out of my car. Except for the Jazz Jubilee. And the Train Museum, which is actually still really fun. Who doesn’t love them that dining car with the fake nighttime outside the windows?
My second nostalgic moment today came when I noticed that when the light is right, say in the late afternoon, the word “Lucky” is clearly visible at Little Lucky where the word “Albertson’s” has been removed. I think it’s mostly 40-year old dirt, but it should bring a tear to the eye of longtime residents.