I was out of town this weekend and had to miss the big Klyde Warren opening. (Side note: thank you to everyone in Norman, Oklahoma, for your hospitality. Especially the defensive line of the Sooners, which was very accommodating to Cierre Wood.) So today was my first chance to see the park in operation. Three observations:
1. On the first weekday that the park was open, there was no food to be found. Zac and I had to hoof it over to the Winspear to find some food trucks. There were a couple dozen folks or so there. Meanwhile, a few hundred were over at Klyde Warren. I know, I know. Permits and so on and forth. Don’t care. I was hungry.
2. The place was lousy with school-age kids. What the heck? My kids are in school today.
3. North Olive is a jaywalker’s paradise. That’s the road that cuts through the park, between the side with the performance pavilion and the side with the ping-pong tables (which were both being used). You’re strolling through the park, enjoying yourself. Across the way, you see some people playing catch — and then there’s a road. No one is going to walk to the corner to cross. Not this guy. Even Zac, who is often frustrated by my wanton, unrepentant jaywalking, joined right in without saying a word.
