A Question of Getting Ones Bearings...

It seemed like a good idea at the time.  Get my bearings by remembering the streets I took to get onto Broadway.  So, my brain remembers the route; 17th Ave, Bryant, Broadway.  And confidently I wend my merry way to the Broadway Cafe for coffee and sustenance.  Then wander up and down Broadway to look in Target and see if I can find a wyndwyck.  Alas, not a squeak.  So, I headed back, and thinking I could get back onto Irving from Alvernon... except for one minor but potentially significant detail.  I forgot the house number.  So, I tramped back to Bryant and re-traced my steps back to 17th.  and ultimately La Casa de los Osos Locos.

Still, all that walking was good for my legs, I'm sure...