Park And Market

The corner of Park Blvd and Market St is the hub of all my daily activities, so I thought I’d share a few pictures of it with you. (Park Blvd is also known as 12th Ave.)

Park Blvd runs north and south, and if you were to continue north on Park Blvd from this point, you’d arrive at the famed Balboa Park, which includes many museums, the Old Globe Theatre, and the San Diego Zoo.   Market St runs east and west through the middle of downtown San Diego.

At the intersection of Park and Market is a trolley station.  I keep a monthly pass so that I can ride wherever I need to go, by trolley or bus. At the south east corner of Park and Market is a Chinese express fast food restaurant.  Two blocks west on Market is a grocery store, a Starbucks, a TomNToms cafe, and The District, a sandwich shop, all of which I request during the month.

One block south, on the corner of Park and Island is the Palms Hotel.  When first built it was called the Bay View Hotel.  I guess that’s because when it was built in the 1800s it had an unobstructed view of San Diego Bay (later to be called the Harbor).   Wyatt Earp and his wife lived in the second floor corner unit for a couple years after the civil war, while he operated 4 casinos in what was called the Stingabee section of downtown – an area known for its vice and corruption.

Another block south and you’ll find the area where I, and many other homeless people sleep at night.  On the west side of the street, relatively clear of all homeless people is the new San Diego Central

In the other direction (north), a half mile from the intersection, is the McDonalds I frequent.  Across from the McDonalds is Sand Diego City College.

East on Market, beyond Park Blvd are located several apartment buildings for the elderly and mentally disabled, their rent is still beyond my reach. But I tell you about them because these people are the real flavor of the neighborhood – People in wheel chairs and on walkers, people panhandling and carousing, getting drunk and arguing with each other, all hanging out for no particular reason in front of the corner market and the trolley station.


About Kevin Barbieux

I have been diagnosed as being chronically homeless. I write about my experiences and opinions of being homeless
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