I know I promised no more blue-tinted photos, and I did finally get to borrow a better camera, but before that happened, I took a walk on Government Street heading toward the Old Miss and got these shots. On this day's expedition, I was as lonely as this cute elephant.
This was most recently called something like People's Car Parts, Inc., according to the faded lettering on the exterior. But originally, I think this building looks more like maybe an old movie theater. Or maybe it was just a big store with big display windows. At any rate, it is now difficult to imagine this area when this was new and nice.
This place was about where I started officially feeling out of my league, just very conspicuous taking photos, to those at the car wash across the street.
This building looks abandoned, and has grates but no glass in the windows, but I later discovered it is semi-occupied.
On my return trip I was on that side of the street, and heard a phone ring inside. I peeked in, and it looks like it's being used as a workshop. Or maybe it's just being fixed up for sale.
This is the abandoned Hotel Lincoln, with a sad house foundation in the foreground. It reminds me of back home, a little bit, because there's an infamous no-tell motel in Jersey City by the Holland Tunnel called the Lincoln Motel.
If you look closely on the sign, this building was called something else before it was the Hotel Lincoln. I really wish I could go in there. But like I said before on this blog, I don't like stuff that murders me.
Plenty of rock-star parking at Hotel Lincoln!
At this point I was drawing quite a bit of attention from the barber shop next door, so off I went. This slowly rotating sign is all that's left of Gulf Coast, whatever that was. I'm thinking it was a gas station.
I can't even tell if this funeral home is abandoned, and I was already going out of my comfort zone just leaving Government Street to quickly investigate. I'm pretty sure it is. Holy depressionville.
There was an actual stray dog in this driveway area. It scuttled for cover when I came by. I haven't seen stray dogs roaming streets anywhere since I was last in Ireland.
Again, abandoned or not? Who can tell? Maybe they just wanted a tree on their roof and aren't bothered by the bugs getting in the broken windows.
Speaking of Ireland, a vintage Citroen?! Awesome! You never see these over here! That's the best thing I've seen all day.
I was actually scared taking photos of this house, it looks so haunted. But again...possibly occupied?
On the lawn was a sign for senatorial candidate Fields. Great, the witch who "lives" here endorses Fields, you should, too!
I'm trying my durndest not to think of these steps leading to nowhere as a metaphor for anything else in my life or locally. Onward to cheerier and and less blue posts, in the next Abandoned Baton Rouge.