Bar Hiett
Though our rooftop still looks like a hardhat-only construction zone, I have a clear image of the final product; especially the L-shaped 'bar' created by adding a new wall where the top of the boveda used to be.I've taken to referring to it as Bar Hiett, when I send update pictures to the kids.
Eventually it'll be painted cream color and have the gray cantera stone topper that the rest of the walls have. We've already got the bar stools. It's practically finished. (If you squint your eyes just a little.)
Vintage Barflies
For some reason my vision of this area doesn't stop there. For the life of me I can't picture it without imagining people bellying up to the bar there.
There's a restaurant in San Miguel that we pass often. The long bar is visible from the street and
we find it amusing that there is always someone sitting there.
We'll pass and say: Hey! That guy was there four hours ago!
This is how I have 'seen' this area. As if we'll go up in the morning with our coffee and there will be the same 'regulars' sitting there from the night before. 'Hey...go home George...you've been sitting here all night.", we'll have to say.
I think of it like in the movie 'Field of Dreams': We built it...and they will come.
I think of it like in the movie 'Field of Dreams': We built it...and they will come.
It'll be sort of ghost bar flies appearing from the 1920's to drink their sidecars and Moscow mules, tell lies, and watch the sunrises and sunsets from our roof.
My introverted, bordering on antisocial, nature would not be able to handle this much interaction...certainly not in the early morning. But in my romantic visions I find it all pretty amusing.
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