Street surprises

After a morning spent slowly opening chocolates, books, and souvenirs from both coasts, we went out for a walk around my new neighborhood.  Since both husband and son continue to suffer some exhaustion from the unprecedented length of their journey, I took a longer walk this afternoon on my own.


The world is very quiet here; they seriously take the holiday shut down. In the hour we roamed at midday, we encountered less than a dozen other pedestrians. This afternoon, given the quiet, I decided to take on the exploration of a small street that has made me wonder but which, in the dawn and dusk I usually pass it, has never seemed inviting.


Where Barrington ends at its south terminus and Inglis runs into it, there is a small spur of a nameless road, less than a full block in length. The corner of it with Barrington and Inglis has some sort of utlity structure that is sheathed to resemble a building which would have inhabitants: windows painted in rows, etc. It isn’t labeled but there is a propane tank on one side and the iron shaft of a hoist on the other.  Beyond that is a very new condominium building, with stone as a primary exterior building material. it’s called The Foundry, leading one to imagine that a “real” foundry once stood here. The train tracks and street nearly converge at this pont. Beyond the condos is an old stone building, quite large and imposing with a sign that isn’t large enough to read until I’m almost next to it: Chinese Christian Church. According to signs on its door, this is a busy place, with Bible classes every weeknight, services in English and Chinese, and more. The building looks like it might once have been a factory or a railway hotel.


Across the narrow roadway from the church is one of those under-track walkways. The concrete lintel says “Pedway 1935” but as these walkways often do, it looks unlikely as a place to explore alone. In this case, the dark, the unknown, and the deadend neighborhood are joined by another daunting element: a gas pipe actually runs through the pedway. A great place not to be.


So home again. Where, unusually, there are people, each of them working on projects, only one of which involves the use of my laptop. And he cedes that (after wrapping up whatever is happening in that world) gracefully.


One Response to “Street surprises”

  1. derivative Says:

    The utility building is a pumping house for the Harbour Solutions Project. Before 2007, Halifax, like most other Canadian coastal cities (sadly), pumped their sewage directly into the harbour. That pumphouse pushes all the sewage toward Barrington and Upper Water, where a new filtration plant is underway. And the propane tank is actually an oil tank, actually.

    As for the 1930s pedway, its not that long, and is locked at night. It cross the train tracks and heads into the portlands. It is used mostly by sailors, of course, but there is a sidewalk through the lands (security will not hassle you – you aren’t *that* close to the water) that will eventually bring you toward the lower parking lot of Point Pleasant Park. Its actually a nice walk at sunset when the weather is pleasant. Keep it in mind.

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