tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7380040530270530705.post7998271614853184219..comments2024-03-20T14:21:48.595-07:00Comments on A Shot in the Light: I Have Become InvisibleP. J. Grathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7380040530270530705.post-49574249442869874022016-09-03T06:21:59.933-07:002016-09-03T06:21:59.933-07:00No, not a tourist bus. It was an old bus turned in...No, not a tourist bus. It was an old bus turned into a camper and owned by a couple from -- well, let's just say somewhere else in northern Michigan. See that place with the whited-out bar on the side? That's where their names were. I took it out of the photograph to protect their identity and did not shoot the license plate for the same reason. Here's the problem: it's almost always older people who drive those behemoths, and older people do not want to park in a lot and walk two blocks to a restaurant. Although we DO have a lot right on Waukazoo Street, just three doors down from the two spaces they took. But oh, heck, summer is almost over!P. J. Grathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7380040530270530705.post-70562057756848805072016-09-02T17:44:13.576-07:002016-09-02T17:44:13.576-07:00What the heck is it? Is it a tourist bus? Or som...What the heck is it? Is it a tourist bus? Or someone's RV? Tourist bus would be OK maybe...some of them would be bound to come into the store. Personal RV? That's just annoying.Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00824027366993286152noreply@blogger.com