Back from jalan-jalan at the center. Changed dollars to pesos for my granddaughters' weekly allowance, then bought two dozen Krispy Kreme originals.

It was nice taking a walk through the center like this again. I felt like I was a ghost cloaked in dusk, and that no one could see me. It's one of the few evenings when I can still enjoy the district looking normal after dark. When October comes everything will be bedecked with festive lights again.