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I'll bring a camera next time
09.11.04 (6:58 pm)   [edit]
I went to the U tonight to read a little- an hour. I wanted to get back before it got too dark (it is downtown here, and there can be some pretty creepy guys). Well, I almost avoided them. I was singing to the latest CD Aaron made me (in honor of 1 year in July) and there are 3 guys (around 40s) ahead of me. I didn't think crossing the street would help, because in a couple blocks, I'd have to cross again anyways). So one has a paper-bag bottle, and they have all been drinking. One drops back and asks if I'm going to 'the thing' tonight. Of course I have no idea what they're talking about, I mean, there was a college (football?) game at the stadium we were right by that got out over an hour previous- - - plus they didn't seem like fans, anyways, I said, "No," and went on my merry way past them, and the others tried getting me to go by them, but I began singing again, turning up the music and walking on the curb so that if they try to grab me, I'll venture into traffic, and someone's sure to help me. I go half a block, see people tailgating at the stadium, turn around, and the guys are nowhere in sight.
phew!
Now I get to the park across from campus, and two guys are talking to eachother through the tennis court fence. It makes no sense to me. No one else is around, and there are plenty of benches, and no tennis rackets- - why the fence? Aren't there enough 'fences' and 'walls' in conversations w/o a physical one?
The last thing that caught my attention (well, the sunset, creepy guys, clouds, skyline, a lot of things caught my attention) was on the tennis court fence (no, not the guy). It was the word RAIN spray-painted in blue. It's not the first time I've seen it. I wonder if it is gang-related (very well could be-lots of gangs here) or religious/cultic (again, much variety here). Was someone begging for rain? I have no clue.
 


posted by: Aro (reply)
post date: 09.12.04 (7:14 am)

There are a lot of strange graffiti signs here in Granada (my favorites are some peaceful looking dinosaurs that grace every third building or so on my way to school), and I´m not convinced that most of them aren´t gang related -- why would a gang choose to be represented by a rabbit or a butterfly, for example?
There are some that urge social change (my favorite of these is one that has an abstract elderly couple and says "don´t abandon your grandparents!" in Spanish), some that are reflections of the city (drawings of buildings and the Adalucian bull, for example), and of course some that are just vulgarities. but I like grafiti. I would choose to believe that RAIN on the tennis court meant that someone had been there to play tennis, but because the court was wet they couldn´t play, so they wrote down what happened instead.

But, that´s just me.

(PS I´m glad you made it past those creepy guys! Get someone to walk you home next time!)



posted by: SparklingSnow (reply)
post date: 09.12.04 (6:11 pm)

Reply to: Aro
I'm glad you enjoy graffiti- in ceratinly can be intriguing.
and you know I can be independent (stuborn) so I don't always want to have someone walk to the U w/ me! and it was still light out- so I don't know if it'd matter what time of day it was. I'd ask you to walk w/ (I know you like libraries- and it's so nice walking together!) me- so will you? (not necessarily back from the U and only when you're able to, unless we walk now like we ran before!)

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