Buttoned up with raincoats, umbrellas, hats (I offered Tracy a very masculine vintage sailors’ hat which he declined. . . go figure.) and of course the obligatory starbucks, Tracy and I head off into the cold , wet dark, abyss. When I say abyss, I mean Wilshire Blvd at 8:30 am. Ist stop, ”the house that Jack built” jobsite. Immediately I realize we have the wrong form of transportation. A rowboat with two oars would have been much better as their yard is wetter than the Amazon.
Wet as river rats, we finish our morning install. . . house looks GREAT. Time to get back into the the Gibson Arc and continue the road trip. The next stop was Steve & Eydie’s, now dubbed, Blue tarp lagoon.
Good design is weather proof